After telling Wen Yin and Zhou Quan to stay put, Yang An quickly headed for Tianmu Mountain.
At the foot of Tianmu Mountain was a sea of flowers. These flowers stretched for several hundred meters in every direction, seemingly vying for beauty. In reality, beneath this floral sea lay countless corpses and putrid skeletons.
As Yang An walked through, he immediately sensed something below clawing at his shoes, which he then easily crushed underfoot.
These corpses were somehow still alive, but their consciousness was faint. They possessed no Spiritual Wisdom, let alone any real power, and were moving purely on instinct.
As he walked through the sea of flowers, a constant CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH sounded from under his feet as he continuously crushed skeletal remains. He finally reached the base of the mountain and looked at the path leading up.
