No wonder humans could not set foot in the Beast Abyss. Only after entering could they feel the terror here—and the despair.
Even Ye Qinglan wore a grave expression. By comparison, Ye Chuqi seemed far too relaxed.
Ye Chuqi noticed this too. She immediately had San San send over a few dragon-scale wood leaves, drew Mind-Cleansing Talismans on the spot, and handed them to the others. Dragon-scale wood leaves were not suitable mediums for talismans, but they were better than nothing. Having been altered by spiritual energy, these leaves could just barely hold it, so she used spiritual power to draw the talismans.
The instant they took the leaves, their minds cleared. They even had the impression that the purplish-black mist had drawn slightly farther away from them.
"Don't lose these." Judging by the rate of consumption, the Mind-Cleansing Talismans should last about a day. "If we get separated, stay where you are. These leaves can keep your minds clear and protect you from the Beast Abyss's influence for a day. They'll also help us find you."
They nodded and carefully put the leaves away.
Cyril, however, stared thoughtfully at his leaf. After a moment, he looked up at Ye Chuqi and asked uncertainly, "Dragon-scale wood leaves?"
Allen's ears twitched at the mention of dragon-scale wood. First, he looked at Cyril in shock. Then, realizing something, he stared in shock at what he held and fell into thought as well.
Ye Chuqi had not expected Cyril to recognize it at a glance and was rather surprised. "Not bad, young man!"
Cyril: "..." He had always been speechless about how easily Ye Chuqi could leave him speechless. "Leaves this fresh..." As he said the word "leaves," something occurred to him, and he paused. "Xiao Qi, do you have dragon-scale wood? Fresh,