End of the Mist (2)

Once this wisp of black smoke entered the air, it quickly blended into the spiritual energy and vanished without a trace.

Back then, because this devil cultivator had been close to those spirit plants, he carelessly inhaled a wisp of black smoke mingled in the air.

When he noticed it, he thought it was poisonous grass left behind in the ruins. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly moved away and held his breath. After inspecting himself inwardly with his Divine Sense for some time and finding nothing unusual, he finally relaxed slightly.

Yet afterward, a feeling of comfort unexpectedly arose within his body, and the cause turned out to be that black smoke.

After making this discovery, the devil cultivator was not excited. Instead, he became even more cautious.

Many spirit plants between heaven and earth possessed means of self-protection and ways to attack prey.

In his mind, this black smoke was highly likely to be the latter: toxins that caused hallucinations, making one sink deeper without realizing it until one died unconsciously.

After pondering it over, he decided to harvest those spirit plants and bring them back.

After all, after inhaling those wisps of black smoke, he had stood at a distance and thought for a long while. Not only had his body shown no discomfort, but the spiritual power within him even seemed somewhat more active.

Thus, driven by curiosity, the devil cultivator ultimately brought those spirit plants back to his clan with great care.

He also set aside a small area in the spirit plant garden behind his residence and used an array to seal them within it.

After thinking for a moment, the devil cultivator went out and found several different kinds of first-rank demonic beasts. After pasting