Only then did Yan Chihuo understand what the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword meant by dangers lurking at every turn. But he was curious as well—how had the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword known? He sent it a message to ask.
The Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword was busy absorbing the icy spiritual aura. After a long while, it finally replied, "I only sensed that the strand of icy spiritual aura was hidden very deeply, and there were some auras around it that made me uncomfortable."
Yan Chihuo was momentarily speechless. This sword's senses were far too keen, weren't they? If that was the case, then wouldn't he be able to use the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword to hunt for treasures everywhere?
He sent another message. This time, the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword took even longer to reply. Only after it had completely absorbed the icy spiritual aura did it answer, "It is because this icy spiritual aura is exceptionally pure and can increase my spirituality that I have this perception. I cannot sense anything else."
Yan Chihuo sighed inwardly, knowing that his wishful calculations had come to nothing.
Gu Guan said, "Elder Geng, this trial should count as passed, right? We still have two more to get through."
Elder Geng said, "This one was a close call without real danger, but there are still two trials ahead. Everyone should remain careful."
A question abruptly struck Yan Chihuo: who had placed such a Restriction around the Spirit Pattern Lucky Fruit, and for what purpose? He knew that Elder Geng probably knew something about it, but he certainly would not reveal it.
Yan Chihuo and the demons followed Elder Geng onward. After traveling roughly five or six li, a huge tree suddenly appeared before them. It was thick enough