"This side is a swamp, and it's a toxic swamp, Sister Sangsang."
Yue Chushui had also noticed, so he spoke up to remind Lin Caisang. Toxic swamps are really hard to cross; even very skilled alchemists wouldn't dare to easily venture through them.
Moreover, this isn't even the toxic swamp in the Haikuo Forest.
In the Haikuo Forest, the toxic swamp has been accumulating for tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions of years, so it's likely even more poisonous and impassable.
"A toxic swamp..."
Lin Caisang had just hesitated because of the toxins in this swamp.
If it were just an ordinary swamp, they have flying demons, making it very easy to cross.
But with toxins, it's different. This kind of toxin seeps everywhere, and even if they fly above, the toxins in the air could still take their lives.
"There must be a way to think of. Let's talk about this later. We can also gather more herbs in the Haikuo Forest and see if there are antidotes that counteract the toxins."
