I'm a fool. I should've realized it sooner.
Killing the Crimson King's Nirvana body and finding a medicinal herb along the way—strictly speaking, that was one mission.
It was already obvious that the Resurrection Grass belonged to the Crimson King.
And the mountains just now had been packed with peerless formations and saturated with undying aura. They were unmistakably a Great Power's medicinal garden.
Who else could they belong to but the Crimson King?
In the Crimson King's garden, with a treasure like the Resurrection Grass inside, how could there be no guard at the entrance?
Given the Crimson King's standing, anything less than an Undying One guarding such an important place would be an embarrassment to him.
Shi Hao's vision went dark. He knew Meng Chuan was unreliable, but he had never imagined Meng Chuan could be this unreliable.
Meng Chuan had dumped him here, where the first thing he faced upon stepping out was an Undying One.
Was this a dungeon a Human Dao cultivator could explore alone?
"No matter how you entered this Pure Land, you will pay the price," the Undying One guarding it said coldly.
This Pure Land was no ordinary medicinal garden. Everything here existed solely to nourish the Resurrection Grass.
Otherwise, with the Crimson King's means, how could there be only a handful of Divine Medicines in the Pure Land?
The Resurrection Grass was the Pure Land's one and only purpose.
The Crimson King's true medicinal garden lay elsewhere.
This Undying One's mission was to protect the Resurrection Grass.
A massive hand that blotted out the sky reached toward Shi Hao to seize him.
For an Undying One to personally strike at a Self-Slaying Realm cultivator—Shi Hao was receiving special treatment, all right...
Normally, a single glance or a wisp of undying pressure