In the battle at Pine Mountain, the Human Race slaughtered the Wood Spirit Race with the force of a gale sweeping away rotten wood, gaining countless portions of wood spirit essence in the process.
This wood spirit essence could be swallowed directly to improve a human's aptitude for wood cultivation.
Naturally, everyone loved such a treasure. This was also why Xuanyuan had set his sights on the Wood Spirit Race.
Their battle had been easy and swift, but when they tried to return to the Human Race's tribes...
They discovered that a thick fog had enveloped all human territory.
There was no spiritual energy within the fog, and even breathing became difficult for the human warriors walking through it.
Most importantly, their reinforcements-the Battle Soul Warriors led by Xiao-had inexplicably vanished, and they could no longer contact them.
Shennong's expression grew grave. "This fog appeared in a truly eerie fashion. I fear some sinister sorcerer is behind it."
Xuanyuan nodded, agreeing with Shennong's judgment. "Indeed, but what exactly do they hope to accomplish with this fog?"
Shennong shook his head. "There's no way to tell. But if they truly intend to attack the Human Race, they surely won't stop at creating a fog. In my judgment, we should withdraw from the area it covers, then send a warrior back to warn our people while looking for the cause of the fog."
Xuanyuan frowned. "But who should we send?"
Shennong looked at Xuanyuan. "It has to be you. You have a battle soul to aid you, the Xuanyuan Sword to protect you, and the Human Sovereign's fortune bolstering you. Your strength already rivals that of a single Quasi-Saint. At the very least, a Quasi-Saint cannot kill you. You're the best choice."
"You have several objectives. First, discover what caused the fog.