202: Peach Blossom

The flowers that had originally grown on the two people suddenly began to bloom slowly.

At the same time, flowers started to blossom all over their bodies.

Some flowers sprouted from their noses, while others forcibly tore through their skin.

The few people who had been lively and active just a moment ago were now dead beyond any doubt in the blink of an eye.

Everyone frowned, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward to scout the path.

At this moment, Jin Fengxian suddenly looked at Yang Yi and said sarcastically, "Yang Yi, you are strong. Why don't you go forward and try it?"

Yang Yi rolled his eyes and immediately shook his head, refusing.

"I don't want to show off in front of you, and I am not your admirer. There is no need for me to throw my life away just because of a word from you."

Jin Fengxian stomped her feet in anger.

"Why are you speaking so harshly? They didn't die for me; they died for everyone. They are our heroes. Isn't it immoral of you to say that? Everyone, don't you agree?"

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation and looked at Yang Yi with extreme distaste.

People had already died, and he was still there making sarcastic remarks.

Since he spoke so lightly of it, they were determined to make him scout the path.

Everyone knew Yang Yi's strength was high, and whether due to personal grudges or other reasons, they all unanimously demanded that Yang Yi go scout the path.

Yang Yi had no choice.

In reality, he also wanted to see what was so peculiar about this mountain path.

After all, he had to cross it eventually.

If he couldn't figure out this path, how could he move forward?

Yang Yi leaped onto the mountain path.

He did not walk on the path like the others; instead, he kept his feet off the ground and hovered above it.

As soon as he drifted onto the mountain path, a fragrant scent rushed toward him.

Yang Yi immediately held his breath.

The first two people who had fallen had collapsed inexplicably.

Yang Yi felt that this floral scent definitely had a problem.

Just as he had expected, the floral scent was highly toxic; anyone who inhaled it would lose their life in an instant.

Even for a powerhouse like Yang Yi, even if it didn't kill him, it might weaken his strength, causing him to fall onto the mountain path, where he would be attacked by other flowers and plants and inevitably die on the spot.

Seeing Yang Yi floating in mid-air with no issues, the crowd shouted for him to move forward.

Yang Yi was not in a hurry; he first observed his surroundings.

Seeing nothing unusual, he slowly moved forward.

He drifted toward the distance like the wind.

Everyone watched with their own eyes as Yang Yi drifted straight to the opposite bank.

Yang Yi admired the lush green grassland on the other side for a moment before drifting lightly back.

Everyone looked on in astonishment.

The people who had scouted the path before had all died, yet Yang Yi seemed to have crossed it with such ease.

They really couldn't understand why.

A person with a shifty look in their eyes examined Yang Yi for a moment and gave a sarcastic chuckle.

"Did you use some kind of method just now? Don't hide it from us. Everyone has to cross in a while. If you hide a secret and don't tell us, you'll be harming us."

After saying this, the person instructed those around them, "I think we shouldn't all go at once. Let's go in batches. If something happens to anyone, we can at least avenge them."

The implication was for everyone to be wary of Yang Yi.

The crowd stared at him intently, waiting for him to recount what had just happened.

Yang Yi told them everything exactly as it occurred and shared his hypothesis.

However, everyone was half-skeptical of his words.

In the end, just as that person had suggested, they entered the mountain path in batches.

They would first try using Yang Yi's method to see if they could pass successfully.

Perhaps they really didn't trust Yang Yi, so they didn't let him go onto the mountain path again; instead, they kept him in place and sent several people to guard him.

Six people followed Yang Yi's method and were the first to enter the mountain path.

As soon as they entered, one of them plummeted from mid-air.

Yang Yi was slightly stunned, not understanding what had happened.

At this moment, someone looked fiercely at Yang Yi, "It seems your method doesn't work."

Jin Fengxian, who was standing nearby, sneered.

"That might not be the case. Maybe some people are just too stupid. Yang Yi already said to hold one's breath, but I observed that person, and they didn't follow Yang Yi's instructions."

The crowd frowned and looked at Jin Fengxian, half-skeptical of her words as well.

At this moment, another one of the five people heading toward the oasis died.

This time, they were attacked and killed by the flowers and plants below.

Seeing their companion die a miserable death, the remaining four people could not help but speed up.

Under the rapid transit, two more people died.

In the end, only two people reached the opposite bank.

These two people shouted to the others on the opposite side, "Yang Yi's words are credible, but you must pay attention to what is below."

The crowd felt a tiny bit of goodwill toward Yang Yi, but they still didn't trust him enough to let him go over, keeping him for last.

In reality, everyone was very clear that Yang Yi's strength far exceeded many of theirs.

Just because Yang Yi could pass safely didn't mean they could.

In the subsequent process, many more people died on the mountain path.

Finally, Yang Yi's group of ten people began to cross.

Some of these people were stronger than Yang Yi, while others were weaker.

The weak ones were truly weak, even worse than Yue Lingxin, and they almost died on the mountain path.

Fortunately, the person beside them was Yang Yi, and Yang Yi helped them out, so they were the only group in this final batch that did not suffer any casualties.

This made those who had crossed earlier regret it immensely.

If they had known Yang Yi could help, they would have crossed with him.

They could have even had Yang Yi escort them back and forth.

How come they didn't think of that back then?

It was too late to regret it now.

Some people blamed themselves, while others looked at Yang Yi with displeasure and even accused him, "Let me ask you, Yang Yi, since you had this ability, why did you just watch them go to their deaths without helping?"

Yang Yi looked at the person who spoke.

The speaker was an old man of about sixty, with gray-white hair, wearing a python robe and carrying a treasured saber on his back.

This person was an Elder of the Tian Dao Sect.

Yang Yi had long-standing grievances with the Tian Dao Sect.

Yang Yi was not surprised that the Elder would say such things.

The Elder did not pay any attention to the other party.

Everyone had already crossed the desert and was about to go their separate ways.

Seeing that Yang Yi did not speak, the Elder of the Tian Dao Sect continued to provoke him, "Are you deaf? I'm talking to you."

Yang Yi glared, and the energy sword in his hand rapidly condensed.

"Try saying that one more time."

Seeing the glowing energy sword in Yang Yi's hand, the Elder of the Tian Dao Sect did not dare to say another word.

The Elder could manage to bicker with Yang Yi, but would never dare to fight him.

The Star Moon Elder was also unwilling to have too much contact with this group of people and led the Disciple members of the Luoyue Sect away.