Black Nether Forest.
This was the name Xue Fuyao had given their current location.
Her master had flown through the sky with her for roughly half a day when the forest had suddenly given way to scorched earth. It could not quite be called scorched earth, but the ground was indeed black, and beneath that black surface lay a bottomless swamp.
Here, spirit medicines such as cold flame grass grew everywhere like weeds. Besides those, there were also plenty of water-attribute, fire-attribute, and dual water-and-fire-attribute spirit medicines.
"Master, we're rich!"
Xue Fuyao's eyes shone as she looked at these spirit medicines.
Xie Yichu paid no attention to her excitement. He looked ahead at the vast, imposing black primeval forest before them. From a distance, it looked like scorched earth left by a fire, but that was not actually the case. The fire spiritual energy permeating the air combined with the water spiritual energy rising continuously from underground to create the scene before them.
Above this black forest, whose end was nowhere in sight, a thin, gray, mistlike miasma hung in the air.
Ordinary swamp miasma was poisonous, but cultivators had robust bodies, so it would not harm them. The swamp miasma here, however, was clearly no ordinary swamp miasma.
Water and fire were inherently incompatible. When these two utterly opposing energies merged into miasma, the resulting swamp miasma was called death miasma-something even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators would not dare come into contact with lightly.
"Master, it stinks here."
Although the various supreme-grade spirit medicines growing here excited Xue Fuyao greatly, she had not forgotten where they were, so she soon noticed something amiss. The air carried the smell of swamp miasma, yet it differed from ordinary swamp miasma.
Xie Yichu held out a jade bottle to Xue Fuyao and