The aura starkly contrasted with the gloomy and toxic surroundings!
His spirits lifted. He immediately concealed his aura and quietly sneaked toward the direction of the sensation.
The source of the sensation was not in the Poison Pool itself, but behind and to its side, buried beneath a pile of rubble pressing against the rock wall. Thick, dark-green moss and rotting vines covered the rocks. If not for that unique fluctuation of aura, it would have been easily overlooked.
Chen Qing approached cautiously and pushed aside the layers of obstacles. Suddenly, a dazzling touch of gold caught his eye!
Deep within the crevices of the rubble, a strange plant grew tenaciously. It was about three feet tall and looked as if it were forged from pure gold. It had seven joints, each bearing several long, slender, sword-like golden bamboo leaves. Faint, tiny arcs of electricity danced and flickered along the edges of the leaves, exuding an awe-inspiring aura of Supreme Yang and Firmness!
