Supreme Sword Sovereign

Hearing her exclamation, Gu Han followed and entered the secret realm.

"This..."

His brows furrowed.

"Something's not right!"

Logically, even the smallest secret realm should have abundant spiritual energy, but the Yang Family's secret realm... the spiritual energy was extremely thin, even less than outside!

And the spiritual herbs...

There were hardly any.

Even the few that were visible were half-dead, devoid of any vitality.

This situation was clearly due to a long-term lack of spiritual energy nourishment.

More bizarrely, the veins on the leaves of those spiritual herbs had faint dark red patterns, resembling blood threads!

"No way."

Gu Han was dumbfounded.

"Was it all for nothing?"

He had brought out the technique!

Everyone had been lured away!

He even dealt with the witch effortlessly!

And this is the result?

Beside him, Shen Xuan and Yang Ying looked grave.

"Does it look like it?"

"Very much so!"

"What do you mean?"

Gu Han suddenly snapped back to attention.

"Like what..."

"Look!"

Suddenly, Murong Yan pointed into the distance.

"There's a prohibition over there, something's inside!"

Huh?

The three of them were taken aback.

Instinctively, they glanced over.

They spotted a semi-transparent prohibition, about a square meter in size, in the distance!

"Let's go!"

Gu Han was the first to rush over.

"Let's check it out!"

The secret realm wasn't large.

In just a couple of breaths, they reached the prohibition.

"This..."

Gu Han was stunned.

"What kind of spiritual herb is this?"

Inside the prohibition was a small black pool, about a meter in diameter. In the pool, a palm-sized, deep purple spiritual herb with seven leaves swayed without wind, as if it had a spirit of its own, exuding an inexplicable aura.

"Primordial Spirit Grass?"

Shen Xuan's eyes widened.