Fu Changsheng suddenly felt the world spinning around him. After a brief moment of darkness, a shaft of white light burst before his eyes, and simultaneously, a decayed aura assaulted his senses.
Buzz!
His figure was instantly teleported into a swamp.
A thought crossed his mind.
Fu Changsheng immediately summoned the Three-Transformation Treasure Lotus Lamp, and as it spun, wisps of cyan spirit light descended to envelop him.
Looking around.
He saw towering trees everywhere.
The roars of demon beasts occasionally echoed through the forest.
The abundant Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi even condensed into a thin Spiritual Mist Belt in the air.
Fu Changsheng's eyes showed a slight delight:
"With such abundant spiritual energy, this secret realm should contain many high-tier Spirit Grass."
And it opens once every hundred years.
There should be quite a number of Spirit Grass that have matured.
