Potential?

Following the scent of blood, Ye Chen and Little Yin proceeded cautiously, step by step. After ten minutes, they finally spotted Old Shen.

The instant Ye Chen laid eyes on Old Shen, he felt an uncontrollable surge of anger.

Old Shen was bound to a large tree, and bloodstains marred his clothing. Flanking him were two early-stage Creation realm experts.

"Old man, hurry up and hand over the Crimson Flame Herb," one of the experts barked.

Old Shen appeared to have lost his cultivation and was on the brink of death.

"Stop!"

Little Yin's eyes brimmed with tears as she rushed forward.

The two experts were both outer sect disciples of the Divine Sword Palace. They had ventured into the Myriad Dragons Mountain for training and discovered that Old Shen had located a Crimson Flame Herb.

Old Shen, who had been foraging for herbs for many years, had long been aware of their presence. He had secretly concealed the Crimson Flame Herb from them.