(Wait a moment to modify) Xu Huo could feel that force entering the underground cave, and it remained without dissipating for a long time. Shortly after, a breeze swept across his face, as if guiding the direction.
He turned around to look at the tangled tree roots above the cave and drew out the Black Blade to sever them.
With a rumbling sound, a heap of mud spewed out like vomit, lavishly covering most of the cave floor, almost burying Xu Huo's Defense Prop barrier.
After the outside calmed down, Xu Huo and the Girl in the painting flipped onto the nearby tree roots.
"What a sweet scent." The Girl in the painting took a deep breath, "That mud soaked in the tree is especially fragrant."
Xu Huo had smelled that odor when he came down; it should be a kind of hypnotic gas. Death isn't a pleasant thing, but these gases can make the process a bit more bearable.
