"What do you mean, Junior Brother?" Sun Long asked in confusion.
"The Shadowy Willow Grove is yin in nature, gathering baleful intent and drawing in evil.
Over the years, this makes the yin energy dense, easily attracting uncanny things.
Legend has it that there is a kind of profound herb called ghost-faced spirit ginseng, which lives in places rich in baleful yin energy.
There is a ghostly face on the head of the ginseng.
It can move freely underground and is often mistaken for a ghost.
In reality, it is an extraordinary-grade profound herb with a hazy awareness!
Its killing intent instinctively makes other living creatures uncomfortable, so insects, birds, and beasts are unwilling to stay here," Tang Yan explained his assessment.
"Good heavens, that sounds so scary!" Tong Banzhi clutched his chest, his face pale, and leaned weakly toward Tang Yan. "Protect me, Junior Brother!"
"Go back and find the Red-Blade Leopard Tiger." Tang Yan hastily dodged away.
Yan Biao said incisively, "Second Senior Brother, you're much scarier than a ghost!"
"Get lost!" Tong Banzhi flew into a towering rage.
Tang Yan ignored the two of them. With a wave of his hand, a vortex landed at the roots of a shadowy willow tree. Soon, the soil was swept up, revealing a pit three feet deep.
Before the three could ask, Tang Yan said, "Ghost-faced spirit ginseng likes baleful yin energy. We can put some yin objects down as bait and lure it out."
He had intended to set up a formation, but soon noticed people approaching. Rather than rushing to set it up, he warned quietly, "Someone's coming. Don't give anything away."
Inside the Pill Alliance's Great Hall.
Lin Jiuyuan and the elders stared at the images on the wall, shock appearing on their faces.
"Ghost-faced spirit ginseng!