121: Chapter 121 Yang Sheng, Mysterious Black Aura

He stood by the edge of the herb field, his brows slightly furrowed as he carefully observed his surroundings.

This herb field looked flawless, as if it had been prepared specifically for him, but this only served to make him vigilant.

By all logic, such an intact herb field should not be left unguarded, let alone just waiting for his arrival.

Previously, Chen Zhiwen had learned from Zheng Chen that other living beings had always lived on Qinghua Mountain, and with the fragrance of the herbs in this field being so rich, it was impossible for it not to attract the attention of those creatures.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhiwen felt more and more that this place was filled with strangeness and something amiss.

Just as he was pondering how to respond, a figure sped over from the distance like lightning, instantly appearing in the herb field.

Chen Zhiwen looked up sharply, only to see that the newcomer was none other than the North Sea Demon Clan Prodigy who had previously boasted about wanting to taste his flesh.

This Prodigy was named Yang Sheng, and he was the pride of the North Sea Roaring Lion Clan.

Yang Sheng stepped into the herb field, his gaze like two bolts of lightning, scanning the lush herbs within.

Suddenly, his pair of golden pupils erupted with a dazzling brilliance, as if the entire herb field had been illuminated by this light.

Yang Sheng's footsteps were like a gale as he quickly walked towards an herb emitting a scorching aura.

When he stood before this herb, the expression on his face became extraordinarily excited, even somewhat unable to contain himself.

"This... this is actually the legendary Scorching Sun Grass!" Yang Sheng's voice trembled slightly; clearly, he was incomparably shocked by the appearance of this herb.

"Hahaha!" Yang Sheng suddenly burst into loud laughter, his laughter echoing through the herb field. "I, Yang Sheng, am truly the Chosen One! To be able to encounter such a divine object! As long as I consume this Scorching Sun Grass, the Ancient Ancestor Bloodline within me will definitely undergo Awakening!"

"By then, the likes of Ao Ming, and all those in the younger generation of the North Sea Demon Clan, will no longer be my match!" Yang Sheng's voice grew increasingly high-pitched.

Chen Zhiwen stood to the side, speechless, remaining silent.

At this moment, Yang Sheng suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Zhiwen, his gaze becoming fierce.

Chen Zhiwen shrugged and said indifferently, "I have no interest in the herbs here. If you want them, feel free to take them; there is no need to worry about me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng was quite suspicious, but he didn't think too much of it and ignored Chen Zhiwen further.

Although Yang Sheng appeared arrogant on the surface, he was actually extremely meticulous.

The course of that battle of Prodigies in the Great Xuan Capital City had long since spread throughout the North Sea Demon Clan.

Yang Sheng knew well that with his current strength, he was no match for Chen Zhiwen. Since the other party had stated he had no interest in the herb field, Yang Sheng naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

To prevent Chen Zhiwen from going back on his word, Yang Sheng waved his hand, collecting all the herbs in the field into his storage ring, and then immediately took out that Scorching Sun Grass and swallowed it in one gulp.

The very moment Yang Sheng swallowed the Scorching Sun Grass, his body seemed to be ignited, instantly erupting with a scorching aura.

This aura was like a volcanic eruption, surging and sweeping outwards in all directions. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be ignited, becoming distorted.

As the powerful energy contained within the Scorching Sun Grass was continuously absorbed by Yang Sheng, his strength soared rapidly, as if riding a rocket.

Yang Sheng could clearly feel his body becoming stronger and stronger.

In stark contrast to Yang Sheng's excitement, the expression on Chen Zhiwen's face, standing to the side, became increasingly grave.

He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Yang Sheng, because he actually saw that, within the scorching aura on Yang Sheng's body, there was a wisp of black Qi strangely mixed in!

This wisp of black Qi appeared exceptionally abrupt, making one feel very uncomfortable.

As time passed, this black Qi not only did not disappear, but it continued to expand, as if it wanted to devour Yang Sheng entirely.

Yang Sheng's laughter suddenly came to an abrupt halt, the original expression of wild joy on his face instantly replaced by terror.

He also noticed the abnormality on his body; the chill brought by that black Qi made his entire body tremble.

Yang Sheng immediately stopped continuing to absorb the energy of the Scorching Sun Grass; his heart was filled with fear and unease.

He desperately circulated the Spiritual Qi within his body, wanting to use this powerful force to suppress the black Qi that was continuously eroding his body.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was helpless against that black Qi, and could only watch helplessly as this black Qi grew stronger, about to devour him completely.

At this moment, Yang Sheng suddenly remembered something. His eyes, red as blood, stared at Chen Zhiwen as he said coldly, "Chen Zhiwen, did you already discover that there was something wrong with the herbs here?"

"That's right," Chen Zhiwen admitted frankly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he roared with burning rage, "Since you already knew, why didn't you warn me just now, and instead watched as I swallowed the herbs!"

Chen Zhiwen sneered, mocking, "Are we that close? Why should I warn you? If you want to blame someone, blame your own greed; you can't blame anyone else."

After hearing these words, Yang Sheng suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

At the same time, that black Qi which had originally been circling on Yang Sheng's body, as if angered, suddenly surged wildly.

They were like a black whirlwind, quickly wrapping around Yang Sheng and completely devouring him.

Within this endless darkness, a pair of eyes filled with bloodlust and madness slowly emerged.

These eyes were cold and ruthless, revealing a heart-palpitating chill as they stared fixedly at Chen Zhiwen.

The next moment, Yang Sheng's body began to undergo drastic changes. His bones and muscles expanded continuously, and his original human form was gradually replaced by a giant golden-maned lion.

This lion was like a small hill, its entire body emitting a powerful aura that made one shudder.

Yang Sheng seemed to have lost all reason at this moment, turning into a beast of slaughter.

Yang Sheng opened his blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and then, with the momentum of a thunderbolt, lunged fiercely towards Chen Zhiwen.

Yang Sheng's speed was as fast as lightning, kicking up a gale as if to tear Chen Zhiwen to shreds.

However, facing such a ferocious attack, Chen Zhiwen did not change his expression, not even blinking an eyelid.

He just calmly took out the black gilded light sword from his bosom, and then lightly swung it forward.

This swing appeared casual, yet it contained endless Sword Intent. A dazzling sword radiance shot out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on Yang Sheng.

Wherever the sword radiance passed, the Void Realm seemed to be torn apart. It passed through Yang Sheng's massive body without any obstruction, directly severing him at the waist.

Yang Sheng's body paused abruptly in mid-air, and then, like a kite with a broken string, it fell straight down in front of Chen Zhiwen.

Blood gushed out like a fountain from Yang Sheng's wound, forming a pillar of blood.

This blood flowed continuously, dyeing the ground red, and at the same time, it took away Yang Sheng's vitality.

In his dying moments, Yang Sheng seemed to regain his senses, staring fixedly at Chen Zhiwen with an expression of unwillingness, his eyes remaining open until he breathed his last.

Chen Zhiwen walked over to Yang Sheng's corpse and inspected it, discovering that the mysterious black Qi had vanished without a trace along with Yang Sheng's death.

With no leads, Chen Zhiwen had no choice but to leave this herb field and explore in other directions.