Chapter 971: Chapter 238: Holy Land of the Golden Horned Flood Dragon [Ten Thousand Words]_5

Fang Che felt relieved.

Stepping forward to take a look.

It turned out to be a ginseng resembling a carrot.

The ginseng leaves were like those in the outside world, but the leaves were black.

There were purple ginseng fruits on it, as many as eighteen.

The leaves numbered over thirty.

Fang Che spread out his Divine Sense, using Divine Sense power to thoroughly scan the area around the strange ginseng root with Spiritual Power.

He confirmed there were no Demon Beasts lurking.

Then he thrust a sword into the ground.

Spiritual Power followed the blade into the earth. It shook slightly.

Grabbing the ginseng leaves with one hand, he infused Spiritual Power, applying gentle force, and lightly shook it, the entire ginseng was in his hand.

"So big!"

Fang Che’s eyes gleamed with joy. The lush top was countless, while the carrot-like bottom had a head and limbs, resembling a little doll.

Its eyes were shut tight.

The ginseng roots were sparse, appearing very smooth. The strange thing was: half of this ginseng was black, while the other half was snowy white!

This was extremely peculiar.

Fang Che didn’t look much, instantly storing it into his Space Ring.

In this environment, carrying a slightly glowing item was inviting robbery.

He continued walking forward.

Ever since he discovered this ginseng, Fang Che felt as if he had opened a door to fortune, and before walking far, he saw faint glimmers.

After dealing with the Demon Beast, he proceeded to harvest the Spiritual Medicine.

Fang Che carefully calculated time, and in roughly two hours, he surprisingly discovered over a dozen.

Most of them were these Black and White Ginsengs.

There was only one peculiar herb, resembling a herb like a Phoenix spreading its wings, and it was also vibrant and colorful.

Fang Che was exceedingly careful with this herb.

Though he didn’t know what it was, nor its effects, its intricate appearance suggested it was extraordinary.

Moreover, guarding this herb was a pair of formidable Demon Beasts, far more troublesome than those guarding the Black and White Ginsengs.

In the area Fang Che traversed...

The ground stirred, with White Bone attempting to emerge, but inexplicably withdrew halfway out.

Then the ground became utterly peaceful...

In the air, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon regretfully gazed at the ground, wondering why it hadn’t emerged?

It had no choice but to head in another direction.

Meanwhile, many skeletal figures had already emerged from the ground, walking back and forth in the Yin Yang Realm.

They began engaging with sect disciples entering for trials.

Yet, these sect disciples found it peculiar.

For these skeletons, although not weak in power, differed greatly from legendary accounts, their might was far weaker.

According to records, encountering these skeletons meant immediate escape.

Skeleton soldiers were roughly Monarch Level in power.

Some King of skeletons were mighty enough to demolish mountains, incredibly powerful.

But now, they were just so... With moderate effort, they turned into piles of bone ash.

Including those Yin Yang Realm Demon Beasts guarding the Spiritual Medicine, they were not as powerful as recorded.

Disciples from various sects were momentarily puzzled during trials.

After experiencing powerful Demon Beasts outside, living the perilous days, entering the more dangerous Yin Yang Realm their difficulty suddenly dropped tenfold!

Such a thing was rare.

No one knew the reason.

All they could do was fight cautiously while staying alert, this also slowed everyone’s pace.

Surprisingly, this situation benefited Feng Yun, Yan Beihan, and Dongyun Yu, oblivious to it all.

They charged recklessly without any hesitation.

Above the dark Nether Fog, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon stretched hundreds of meters, coming silently and leaving silently.

Massive amounts of Death Energy, Evil Qi, and Nether Energy were swiftly absorbed by it.

Wherever it passed, the ground skeleton soldiers became suddenly limp...

Very quickly.

Those who entered felt they had reached their limit.

They needed rest.

Humans are a strange species; accustomed to sleep and rest, even in dark voids where you can’t see a hand in front, they feel tired at the rest time outside.

Moreover, this fatigue grows heavier.

Many sects emitted their unique gathering signal.

Assembling all surviving disciples to regroup, begin watch duties.

While Feng Yun and Yan Beihan took advantage of this moment, they hurried thousands of miles into the depths, completely distancing themselves from the disciples of the Outer World Mountain Sect.

Then they climbed a large tree, settled on a branch, set a restriction, and rested.

Dongyun Yu stealthily headed towards a sect’s gathering point...

Several hours later.

Suddenly a commotion.

The sound of battle erupted loudly.

Two disciples from Xuehua Palace were directly dispatched by Dongyun Yu, robbing the Space Rings. But Dongyun Yu was ensnared by Xuehua Palace’s siege.

"Evil thief!"

The Xuehua Palace disciples were nearly mad: "Who are you!"

While fighting, Dongyun Yu fought and fled.

Coldly he said: "I am Feng Yun of Wei Wo Zheng Sect, dare you kill me?"

The name Feng Yun indeed held deterrent power, shocking the Xuehua Palace disciples.

Dongyun Yu seized the moment to burst forth, amidst intense clashes, he broke through the encirclement and disappeared.