Zhang Wusheng looked grimly at the shattered Jade Talisman in his hand.
This Jade Talisman represented that fellow's life. Now that it had shattered, it meant that fellow was dead—and had only just died.
That fellow had at least been a first-level Golden Immortal, yet he had actually died here.
That meant there was something here capable of threatening a first-level Golden Immortal.
"Be careful, everyone. Look around."
San Zang walked alone across the grassland, his target the ancient tree directly ahead.
There was no helping it—the tree was simply too conspicuous. The moment they entered, it was the first thing they saw.
The others followed behind San Zang.
Only Wang Tian, walking at the very back, imperceptibly furrowed his brow.
"What is that smell?"
Wang Tian muttered to himself. As a Dao Pill master, he was exceptionally sensitive to the scents of all kinds of herbs, yet an unfamiliar fragrance drifted through the air.
That scent was far too familiar.
But he could not recall it for the moment.
"What's wrong?"
Bao Xiaotou, walking beside Wang Tian, noticed that something was off about his expression and turned to look at him curiously.
"I smell an extremely strange scent... Damn."
Suddenly, Wang Tian's expression changed. He stopped where he was, his face turning livid.
This change in Wang Tian caused the people ahead to halt as well, and countless gazes fell upon him.
"Fellow Daoist, have you discovered something unusual?"
Zhang Wusheng looked at Wang Tian with great courtesy. Ye Lin had passed their test, and as Ye Lin's friend, Wang Tian was naturally one of their own.
Zhang Wusheng was famously courteous toward his own people.
Wang Tian did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out a pill from his Spatial Ring and swallowed it before slowly opening his