“So many spiritual herbs!”

“The spiritual energy here is so abundant! It is several times thicker compared to the back mountains within our sect.”

“I see a 6,000-year-old spiritual herb.”

Even before landing, Chen Feng and the others had already begun exclaiming. They had only just emerged from the miasmic zone not too long ago. To suddenly come across a place with such a high concentration of spiritual energy was a surprise to them.

“There are actually so many spiritual herbs here! The harvest we’ll get this time around is just too big. Looks like it won’t take long before I assail the Human Immortal stage.” After stepping on the ground, Lei Feng picked up a 5,000-year-old spiritual herb and said smilingly.

“If so, let’s not tarry. Hurry up and take action.”

Chen Feng released the metal combat puppet. At that moment, Chen Feng was feeling regretful. He then resolved to put aside some time to craft out some more of the metal puppets. Doing so would help him save time, a considerable amount of time. Take their current situation for example. Although the rate at which the metal puppet was collecting the spiritual herbs was not fast, it did not stop at all as it continued following Chen Feng’s instructions...