The group traveled along a straight path. In less than two hours, the clamor behind them gradually died down. At the same time, everyone's expressions gradually turned solemn and vigilant.
There were countless poisonous creatures in the Hundred Mile Swamp, and there was no lack of extremely powerful existences among them. During this period of time, they had seen many peak Emperor Realm and even Venerable Realm experts being pulled into the black swamp beneath their feet. They disappeared without a trace as if nothing had happened.
This scene caused everyone to tremble in fear.
Mu Enxiong outlined those places on the map in his hand. Then, the group carefully avoided them and took a detour.
No one knew what was hidden under the swamp.
The unknown was often the most terrifying thing.
Fei Yunxiao and his group walked at the front. Every step they took was filled with trepidation.
"Plop."
Suddenly, an Exalt Realm expert at the center of the group fell to the ground without the slightest sign, and his figure twitched a few times before he instantly lost all signs of life.
Immediately, the shocked crowd scattered and looked at the corpse in horror.
"What happened?"
The commotion in front of them attracted the attention of Mu Enxiong and the others. Mu Enxiong frowned when he learned of the situation.
The group did not dare to rashly move forward when the person fell to the ground and died for no reason.
"Let me take a look."
Qin Yichen walked over.
"Little brother … Holy Son Qin, don't come any closer."
Mu Enxiong reminded him. He was a little worried that something would happen to Qin Yichen.
"It's fine."
Qin Yichen walked closer and saw the corpse.
The person fell to the ground. There did not seem to be any injuries on his body, and there was no blood flowing out. This meant that it was not an external injury, and he did not die from an attack.
However, Qin Yichen noticed that the person's face was black, especially around his mouth and nose. The color was very dark.
"Could it be … miasma?"
Qin Yichen raised his head and frowned slightly when he saw the layer of miasma above the swamp.
The miasma was like a dense fog that enveloped the entire swamp. From the ground, it looked like dark clouds that gave off a heavy and oppressive feeling.
The miasma was poisonous, but Qin Yichen did not expect that even a Venerable Realm expert could not resist the miasma's poison.
"Brother Qin, how is it?"
Mo Yanfeng walked over to his side and asked.
"It should be the miasma's poison."
Qin Yichen turned around and said, "I need to refine some pills."
"Men, bring those spirit herbs over to Holy Son Qin …"
Mu Enxiong called out.
Before coming in, of course, they had made preparations. They had collected many spiritual herbs and pills that could resist the poison of the miasma.
"No need."
"Qin Yichen", Qin Yichen, "Qin Yichen," Qin Yichen, Qin Yichen, Qin Yichen.
Then, he lowered his head and scanned the bushes as if he was looking for something.
Everyone was very puzzled by his actions.
Poisonous creatures ran rampant in the swamp. There were poisonous insects and grass everywhere. How could there be any spirit herbs that could be used to refine pills?
"Found it."
Qin Yichen's eyes lit up when he saw a dark grass among the thorns.
The black grass had small flowers, but the petals and stamens were all black. Black gas lingered around them. Even from a distance, they could smell an extremely pungent smell.
Qin Yichen's nose twitched slightly as he sniffed the pungent smell. "That's it."
However, Mu Enxiong stopped him when he was about to pick it. "Holy Son Qin, be careful. That's the Soul-Severing Grass. Don't touch it!"
"I know."
Qin Yichen replied while scraping off the Soul-Severing Grass' stamen and putting it into a jade box.
The Soul-Severing Grass was highly poisonous. Not to mention touching it, just smelling it would make people dizzy. Its stamen was undoubtedly the core of the smell. It could be said that it was the most poisonous part of the Soul-Severing Grass.
"Without this thing, I'm afraid we can't reach Prison Dragon Slope."
He shook the jade box in his hand to those who were afraid to avoid it. The corner of his mouth raised into a faint smile.
Without a doubt, regardless of whether it was the miasma that filled the air above the swamp or the Life Severing Soul Grass, they were both extremely poisonous items. Any one of the two would instantly kill an ordinary person upon contact.
However, Qin Yichen knew that in this world, the only thing that could detoxify the miasma was the Soul-Severing Grass, the most poisonous plant in the swamp.
Qin Yichen ignored them and continued to look for all kinds of highly poisonous things. He even caught a scorpion, squeezed out its venom, and put it into a bottle to collect.
"It should be about time."
After finding more than a dozen different poisonous insects and herbs, Qin Yichen took out all of them.
Then, his mental power spread out. He did not use the small pill furnace and started to refine pills on the spot.
It was in this swamp that everyone witnessed his miraculous alchemy ability for the first time.
Without the help of the pill furnace, those highly poisonous things began to melt. Then, with his palm clapping in the air, they slowly and orderly fused into pills.
"This is unbelievable!"
Mo Xiuyong exclaimed, his eyes filled with shock.
Highly poisonous things were the things that alchemists were most unwilling to come into contact with.
Alchemists were originally weak and it was easier for poison to enter their bodies. However, Qin Yichen used his mental power to accurately isolate all the poison.
This required extremely high mental power attainments.
"Fourth Uncle, watch him refine pills. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains."
Mo Yanfeng reminded him.
In the Sacred Land, he had heard that even Dan Xuanzi had to ask Qin Yichen for advice on alchemy. To be able to watch him refine pills would definitely be beneficial for alchemists.
After his reminder, Mo Xiuyong suppressed the shock in his heart and watched Qin Yichen's every move as if he wanted to engrave it in his mind.
Qin Yichen had refined the elixir twice, and in total, he had refined more than 50 elixirs.
The pills were black in color and emitted a black pill Qi. The smell was extremely unpleasant.
"Junior Brother Qin, can this pill really be eaten?"
Mo Yanfeng's mouth twitched when he saw the pills that Qin Yichen handed over.
If he ate this pill, he would probably die, right?!
"Of course it can't be eaten."
Qin Yichen said matter-of-factly. Then, he took out a small cloth bag and placed a pill in it. He tied it around Feng Qianxue's waist. "Carry it with you and it will suppress the poison in the miasma."
"Oh …"
Hearing this, everyone could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
They thought that they would have to eat the medicinal pill, but they were frightened for quite a while.
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