C79 Soul Gathering Herb

Ning Xiaofan nearly lost his grip on the Heart Questioning Sword as he felt a force rebounding in front of him. The array's membrane sprang up, halting everyone in their tracks. "Hold on a moment!"

The air was crisp and invigorating, the flowers vibrantly colored, and the leaves a lush, washed green. The landscape was dotted with bizarre peaks and rocks