Scapegoat

It was close to the mountain where Lian Yang was located. As expected, this place was surrounded by a spell formation. Outsiders could not enter or leave,

Chen Chen thought for a moment and began to question the system. Soon, he obtained the answer that there were two living people inside the spell formation.

Since there were two living people, it meant that Lian Yang was not dead. Thinking of this, he relaxed slightly.

After thinking for a moment, the law of wood imprint on Chen Chen's hand lit up. Outside the small courtyard on the mountain peak below, a stalk of grass grew silently. Not long after, it grew to the height of half a person, he probed into the backyard where Lian Yang usually refined artifacts.

A green light flashed in Chen Chen's eyes. The scene in the backyard was completely displayed in his sea of consciousness.