The Huge Disparity of the Situation

Although the herbal garden was like a paradise, Shan Ling saw that there were dark clouds everywhere beyond the herbal garden. Purple lightning flashed from the dense clouds like a massive snake. Countless black rain droplets the size of a baby's fist pattered across the ground ruthlessly, riddling it with holes.

Upon seeing this scene, Shan Ling felt an indescribable sense of comfort. It was akin to mortals being in a warm house with a lit fire pit while watching the cold rain pour outside.

At that moment, Yi Yun had no intention to bother with the black rain outside. He was in search of spiritual herbs. Ever since Yi Yun inherited the divine alchemist's heritage, he could be considered quite a master alchemist, but there was a considerable number of herbs in front of him he knew nothing of.

The Chaos Heavens' natural treasures were still very different from the Sinkhole's.