As Qin Henian's warning voice reverberated, the first person approaching the Central Medicine Garden had already been decapitated, a mist of blood erupting.
"Wu!" The voices of Gao Yang's group of four were filled with sorrow.
Yet, they dared not move forward.
Because after Wu's blood mist erupted, it stained the figure before him with a scarlet hue.
"Who?"
Qin Henian looked warily at the figure revealed by the blood mist.
It was clearly a person, but he could not sense any presence.
Just now, as the person stepped onto the edge of the Central Medicinal Field, he only sensed a faint air fluctuation.
"Impossible! There absolutely can't be any living people left in ancient tombs." Gao Yang suppressed his sorrow and regained his composure.
"Right, when the green stone slab cracked open earlier, there was a rush of Spiritual Pressure to the sky, indicating that this place was opened for the first time."
"Not a human?" Qin Henian squinted his eyes, now starting to suspect.
