บท 115: Chapter 114: The Sword Appears, Men Perish

It seemed like merely a blink of an eye, yet also as if eons had passed, when a white light flickered, and Lin Xuan's figure appeared.

This was a strange place, surrounded by trees, with a river flowing in the distance, accompanied by the cries of monkeys and the roars of other creatures, teeming with vitality.

"The spiritual energy here is so dense!" Lin Xuan took a deep breath and felt the spiritual power within his body circulate much faster.

"No wonder so many people want to enter. Just the spiritual energy alone is several times denser than outside. Truly, this is a splendid place." Utilizing his Purple Spirit Eyes in conjunction with his soul power, Lin Xuan scouted his surroundings.

"Ah, Golden Thread Grass!" Lin Xuan exclaimed in surprise, his body flickering out of sight.

A few meters away, there was a palm-sized plant with two rows of symmetrically arranged leaves, each gleaming as if forged from gold.