Due to the aroma being so peculiar, they easily found its source.

"It emanates from this valley."

"Could there be something dangerous inside?"

A certain cultivator's face revealed a trace of worry involuntarily. For some reason, he always felt uneasy, as if there was some great terror lurking within, hesitating, not daring to go in.

"Hmph!"

A cold laugh suddenly came from beside him, another cultivator sneered, "Wang, if you're so afraid, then don't come in, lest you not only hold us back but also get a share of the Spiritual Objects for no reason."

"You!" Wang's face flushed with anger at being mocked, feeling a surge of outrage in his heart.

But since the other party said this, looking at the others, who acted indifferent but were actually supportive, he felt embarrassed to follow them into the valley and dilute the Spiritual Objects.

His face turned green and white alternately, feeling extremely frustrated, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not feeling well, so I won't join you in entering the valley."

"Wishing everyone abundant harvests and a safe return."

"Hah!"

The other cultivator scoffed disdainfully, saying nothing yet speaking volumes, striding confidently into the valley.

"Rest well, Wang, we'll be back soon."

The others were not so blunt but only exchanged pleasantries before following that person into the valley.

No one would persuade him to follow at this moment, after all, no one knew how many Spiritual Objects were in this valley; now that one competitor was gone, they were delighted, unable to make a decision that would disadvantage themselves for a little sentimentality.

So Wang could only watch them leave, contemplating following shamelessly, knowing he might be ridiculed, but he was willing to endure it for Spiritual Objects.

However, as he was about to act, he looked up to find the group that entered the valley now completely out of sight!

Moreover, the original faint white mist had suddenly become dense and appeared strange, as if brewing some danger, waiting for him to walk into it.

This feeling made Wang shiver, calming down instantly, retreating several steps from the valley entrance.

For reasons unknown, he didn't flee directly but waited at a place a few miles away from the valley entrance.

Several hours passed, yet he never saw that group of companions re-emerge.

"Dead! They're all dead!"

Wang seemed to be stimulated into madness, "Hahaha, only I survived!"

"How does laughing at my cowardice matter? Now, aren't they all dead inside! Only those who survive are the true winners! Hahaha..."

When Li Zhirui and Fu Chengguang arrived, this was the scene they encountered.

They were actually flying in the sky nearby when they heard his words and turned to investigate.

"Are you also going to die?" Wang turned to look at the two, his eyes filled with eeriness.

Li Zhirui frowned involuntarily. This demeanor indicated he was bewitched by a Heart Demon; if not awakened in time, he would fall into madness, becoming a Heart Demon's slave. He immediately activated his Divine Power, shouting coldly, "Wake up!"

It was like a heavy blow on his head, rendering him faint, toppling smartly to the ground, yet quickly opening his eyes, face full of confusion.

"What happened to me just now?"

Recalling his prior memories, he instantly understood how perilous his situation had been.

He immediately thanked Li Zhirui profusely, "Thank you, Senior, for saving my life!"

"What did you mean with those words earlier? Who died?"

Wang Ping hesitated for a moment but thinking his companions might still be saved, recounted what had happened to them.

"It seems this valley holds a secret," Fu Chengguang's eyes revealed a hint of eagerness, somewhat inclined to investigate.

After all, such peculiar, unusual places generally held some special, precious Spiritual Objects.

"Senior, the valley is indeed strange and dangerous..." Wang Ping hastily advised, fearing his saviors might enter and perish.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen," Li Zhirui was quite composed.

Given their Realm, failing here would be a laughing stock, bringing disgrace upon the Profound Immortal's reputation.

"Do what you need to do, don't take unnecessary risks in following."

With that, the two entered the valley without hesitation.

Wang Ping lingered at the entrance for a long time but ultimately didn't muster the courage to follow, only praying silently for their safe return.

If possible, he hoped they could rescue his previous companions.

After all, aside from one person, the others did not speak harshly to him; there was no need to wish them death.

...

Soon after they entered the valley, a faint fog appeared, enveloping them.

"Oh? Interesting!" Li Zhirui thought to himself, dispatching strands of mist from within his body.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary mist seeped unknowingly through his skin into his body.