However, after taking a few steps, a cold glint flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. He sensed that there was poison in the surrounding wind at this moment.
This poison was deeply concealed, colorless and odorless, carried by the wind, and could silently affect someone without their awareness.
"The concoction is a bit crude, using blurring grass, hundred leaves withering, nine valor rocks… and also some corpse flowers. It's a blended poison, requiring another poison to trigger its effects."
Xu Qing took a sniff but his expression didn't change as he continued forward.
Almost fifteen minutes later, a whistling sound rang out from behind him. Xu Qing was expressionless as he turned his head.
The one-eyed cultivator had returned and was hundreds of feet away from Xu Qing. A strange look appeared in his eyes as he stared at Xu Qing and sized him up. He even sniffed.
"There's something wrong with your body. You smell very good."