Zhu Minglang carefully observed the surroundings.
The area near the Azure Bronze Demon Tree was particularly quiet; not even the sound of mosquitoes could be heard.
This made Zhu Minglang grow somber, the more abnormal, the more dangerous.
He took a deep breath and felt something thick stuck in his throat. Zhu Minglang hadn't swallowed anything but was experiencing an extremely uncomfortable sensation.
It seemed the exotic fragrance was having an effect. Zhu Minglang glanced at the herbal bead he was carrying. The once plump bead had wilted and could no longer provide him with comfortable air.
Time was running out.
He had to act!
The Azure Bronze Demon Tree was rooted in a muddy swamp that felt like an abyss capable of swallowing living beings.
Zhu Minglang called out the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon for courage.
