Outside the cave, calm finally returned, leaving only a mess and a few bodies.
Zhang Yang took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Xia Xue hurried over, handing him the jade box, "Zhang Yang, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Zhang Yang took the jade box, looked towards where Uncle Long had disappeared, and then looked at Sun Hongwu.
Sun Hongwu stepped forward, looking at Zhang Yang with a complicated expression, "Zhang Yang, you really are something. Uncle Long has escaped, and this thing..."
Zhang Yang opened the jade box, and indeed, inside was a completely snow-white plant emitting a strange fragrance; it must be the Soul Resurrection Grass.
Zhang Yang closed the jade box and said to Sun Hongwu, "I'll hold onto it for now, as for Uncle Long, he won't get far."
Sun Hongwu frowned slightly, seeming like he wanted to snatch it, but seeing Zhang Yang's obsidian stone and his skill earlier, he was a bit apprehensive.
