The Heavenly Astral Pavilion had a huge harvest in this herbal field, but most of the good stuff was in the hands of the top five ranking envoys. Some were blatantly snatched away, while some were taken under the disguise of ‘safekeeping.’

This was comforting to Chen Xiuhai because at least this meant that he wasn’t the only unfortunate one. But he would rather not have that comfort because the Origin Dragon Fruit was too important to him.

When everyone was done resting, they continued their journey. They passed through three grey fog regions but smoothly made it through. It wasn't very pleasant for the five body-refining cultivators. More accurately speaking, only four because Jin Ao was far from everyone else.

When they reached the fourth grey-fogged region, Huang Kun was the first to collapse when a Dragon-Blooded Demonic Corpse destroyed his Flame Dragon Saint Armor. Ten-odd Dragon-Blooded Demonic Corpses were like hyenas pouncing forth to devour their vitality when the saint armor was damaged.

This scene made everyone feel a chill run down their spine. But it was a feast for the Dragon-Blooded Demonic...