The white fog in the air was blown apart, but the white fog around the herb farm was still very thick. It covered every single stalk of herb and a faint light swirled around them. It seemed ethereal.
The mountains brimmed with vital spirit. When the Yin Yang Hall chose to plant their herbs here, these herbs were evidently priceless.
However…
The moment the figure descended, he stepped on an herb which gave off a soothing aroma. Instantly, one could hear a snap as the herb snapped into halves.
"Who dares to intrude into the herb farm of the Yin Yang Hall?" A voice rang out at this moment. Then, a figure swiftly rushed out into the herb farm. He wielded a sword and he was visibly enraged.
After all, the herb farm was an important place for the Yin Yang Hall. This fellow landed in the middle of the herb farm. From this point alone, one could deduce that he was not a guest of the Yin Yang Hall.
He was right.
