Days passed one after another, and news of the situation within the Demon Land World gradually spread.
The most important point was that the world contained countless opportunities, accompanied by layers upon layers of peril.
That Divine Medicine Mountain Range, in particular, had stunned the eyes of many cultivators who entered it.
Even though they had known beforehand that it contained the Divine Medicine Mountain Range, with innumerable peaks of divine medicine rising from the vast earth to form a mountain range—
The moment they saw it, shock still showed openly on their faces.
Every peak contained different divine medicines, Treasure Herbs, and spirit herbs. To cultivators devoted to the path of alchemy, this place was undoubtedly a supreme holy land.
Yet this was merely the scenery on the surface. The dangers hidden within the Divine Medicine Mountain Range did not pale in the slightest before any forbidden land in the Nine Heavens.
Every cultivator who attempted to venture inside vanished without rhyme or reason. All those standing outside saw was that, after someone entered, a skeleton would suddenly appear beside a medicinal herb on one of the peaks.
The bones were deathly pale and sinister. Before long, every trace of cultivation essence within them was completely absorbed by the roots of that spirit herb.
Only then did people realize that these spirit herbs might not lack Wisdom Light.
They wanted to obtain the spirit herbs, but were the spirit herbs not also using themselves as bait, turning into hunters in the deep mountains to prey upon these foreign cultivators?
"Knowing full well there are tigers in the mountains, yet still marching toward Tiger Mountain. These people truly won't shed tears until they see the coffin. So many have died, yet not one has brought out even a single spirit