The Five-Person Herb Hunt

A group of people appeared in the Demon Spider Forest. They moved swiftly through the woods, seemingly in a hurry, heading toward the forest's central region.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The five burst out of the trees. A thousand meters of open ground stretched before them, but all five stood there in a daze.

The place had clearly seen a fierce battle. Trees lay snapped, rocks shattered, and traces of blade and sword auras scarred the ground everywhere. The countless Poison Spider corpses were especially horrifying to behold.

The five couldn't help drawing in sharp breaths.

"What kind of people did this? How many Poison Spiders were there? Hundreds, I'd guess?"

A red-haired young man holding a saber tightened his grip on it and swallowed nervously.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

The five drew their weapons and entered the battlefield, cautiously examining the traces.

"Judging by this Blade Aura, only a Pre-Heaven Realm expert could have left marks like these!"

A young man with swordlike brows and a sword in hand touched a boulder cleaved in two by Blade Aura. His expression was grave. "What a powerful saber aura. Just feeling it makes my heart pound!"

"Pre-Heaven Realm? Could one of the Trial Takers have broken through?"

A woman in green furrowed her brows.

"Very likely!" The sword-browed young man frowned. "As far as I know, someone in our zone has already reached the Pre-Heaven Realm. Isn't that why we came here looking for White Spirit Fruit—to break through ourselves?"

"This must have been the site of a fierce battle. There are traces of at least four people's auras here!"

A red-haired warrior with a saber strapped to his back surveyed the battlefield, his expression grave. "The aura lingering here is so strong that even the poisonous insects won't come