An Herb Garden
Editor: Larbre Studio
Qing Mo stood on Yuan Island, holding Zhu Qingyi with one hand. She turned around and looked to the lakeshore. She said, "My Lord, they'll definitely land on the island following our route from before. We must go look for Thousand Leaves Saint Core Grass faster."
"Then we need to create some trouble for them."
Zhang Ruochen grabbed toward the space, letting out two traces of mind power, which twisted the space structure above the lake.
The safe route was safe no more.
However, the saints outside would be able to find the safe route quickly.
Which was why Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo still needed to be quick.
They walked to the deeper area of Wuyuan Island, and after a short while, they entered a forest where strange flower fragrances permeated the air. However, there were no flowers in the forest, and instead, the fragrance came from the leaves.