In the ninth level of Dark Sparrow's Grave.
Beyond the horizon was a sea of giant trees of 300 meters tall. Above the sea of trees was fine rain falling downwards.
Finally, Ming Luo's tightened skin relaxed.
"We're safe at this place. Each towering tree is a Divine Transformation Realm clone of mine. There is roughly 100 000 of them."
Ming Luo's words were both consolation and warning. It relieved Ning Fan's worries of Elder Snake Lin pursuing them, and also made him understood that it was best to behave in this place, or else, his life would be under a huge threat as any of the Divine Transformation Realm giant tree here was capable of taking his life.
"Let's begin the curing fast. The duration of my suppression of the poison is almost up."
Ning Fan's expression was indifferent, not putting the threat of Ming Luo in his heart.
His eyes swept across the fine rain in the ninth level and closed all of a sudden.
