More than a month later, a streak of azure light flew out of Cloud Dream Marsh. Before long, it came to a stop, revealing itself to be a glittering azure scroll painting. Fang Yufei and the others stood atop the azure scroll.
Only nine of them remained, all Nascent Soul Cultivators. Ye Xin had suffered minor injuries.
While fleeing, they had encountered a tide of poisonous beasts. Relying on several low-grade spiritual treasures, they fought their way out of the encirclement, but lost another two people. Cloud Dream Marsh truly deserved its reputation as one of Hundred Herbs Planet's perilous lands. Even their formidable group had suffered losses exceeding half its number.
There were countless varieties of miasma in Cloud Dream Marsh. Aside from restricting divine sense, some miasmas could even obstruct spirit-eye detection. Ordinary magic treasures could not see through the miasma at all, while certain venomous insects specialized in hiding within it, suddenly rushing out to attack them. They were impossible to guard against. No wonder even the Song Clan had returned with their feathers singed.
There were simply too many venomous insects and fierce beasts. Even the Amethyst Flying Scorpion had eaten its fill. If not for their several low-grade spiritual treasures, they likely would not have been able to leave Cloud Dream Marsh alive.
"Fairy Fang, do you still intend to continue searching Cloud Dream Marsh for the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus? Without any concrete leads, we're like headless flies blundering about inside Cloud Dream Marsh. Whether we can find the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus is secondary—I fear we may die before we even lay eyes on it."
Han Changming said with a frown. Had they not prepared so thoroughly, they would likely have already met with disaster.
Fang Yufei knitted her brows and asked solemnly, "Fellow Daoist