A thick stench of decay filled a secluded cave.
Amid that stench of decay drifted the fragrance of medicinal herbs.
Su Mo woke in a daze, and his heart jolted in alarm.
He distinctly remembered still being on the Herb and Wood Ancient Path before losing consciousness the very next instant.
A being capable of putting a Sage like him to sleep without his noticing... cold sweat drenched Su Mo in an instant!
Looking around, he saw someone with disheveled hair standing with his back to him, madly fiddling with something...
The man kept muttering to himself, "Interesting, interesting. A body of myriad spirits."
"There is supreme bloodline power in his blood!"
"What sort of immortal vein is this? Why have I never seen it before..."
"Could he be from some Immortal Relic Race?"
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from that madman, Su Mo's heart kept sinking!
That aura was far too horrifying. He had only ever felt anything like it from the Three Pure Ones.
But back then, the Immortal Gate had stood between him and the Three Pure Ones, who had not dared step outside it and thus could do nothing to him.
Now, however, such a terrifying being truly stood right before his eyes.
A sense of helplessness filled Su Mo's heart.
The Brush of All Living Beings' low voice rang out in Su Mo's mind. "This man is a madman. He forcibly brought us here, and while you were unconscious just now, he drained a great deal of your blood."
Su Mo's face paled at those words, and he stared fixedly at the madman's back.
As though sensing Su Mo's gaze, the madman paused and turned to look at him.
That turn sent an even deeper chill through Su Mo's heart.
Though the madman had a