The sky had already grown very dark!
It was truly because this place was in the mountains, densely covered by forests, and it seemed to get dark more quickly.
In fact, it was only a little past seven o'clock.
Ling Feng brought Zhou Jin up Mount Zhelong.
With the mist dissipating around him, Zhou Jin shivered all over. What kind of place was this?
Subconsciously, Zhou Jin stuck closely behind Ling Feng, not daring to leave his side for even half a step.
Ling Feng naturally noticed Zhou Jin's actions. For him, the atmosphere had no effect whatsoever.
But it was precisely because the person beside him was making the surroundings feel somewhat eerie and tense.
"What are you afraid of? Even if there are any ghosts or monsters, aren't you interested? This is a rare opportunity. I'll catch a couple for you to study later!"
Ling Feng said casually.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jin's eyes lit up, and he was no longer afraid. He immediately popped out from behind Ling Feng.
"Hey, that's right, things like ghosts and monsters sound very rare!"
Ling Feng smiled and shook his head. This Zhou Jin, as soon as research was mentioned, he forgot everything else in his excitement.
"Tian Zun, I'll go ahead. Let's see if I can lure those things out. You'll have to catch them directly!"
Zhou Jin was willing to sacrifice himself for the sake of research.
Before, he had been afraid to pop out from behind Ling Feng, but now he was willing to go to the front and use himself as bait.
This was truly too much.
Ling Feng didn't mind. It was better for Zhou Jin to walk ahead than hide behind him. After all, he was a soldier; how could he be so effeminate?
"Hey, Tian Zun, these surrounding mists seem to be problematic too!"
Zhou Jin importantly noticed that the surrounding mist was becoming increasingly dense!
Ling Feng's expression turned cold, and he said calmly, "This is miasma, it's poisonous!"
"Poisonous?"
Zhou Jin's expression immediately changed, and he subconsciously covered his nose, but he quickly came to his senses.
"Hey, no, I've already been injected with enhanced genes. Ordinary poisons have no effect on me."
Ling Feng nodded slightly. "Yes, otherwise you would have died long ago. This miasma indeed has no effect on you, but for ordinary people, it is fatal, and the closer we get to our destination, the more severe it becomes!"
Zhou Jin was slightly stunned, then seemed to think of something. "Could it be that the people who died here before were all because of this miasma?"
As Zhou Jin's voice fell, there was no sound from behind him.
Zhou Jin initially thought Ling Feng was contemplating something, but he soon realized something was wrong. He turned his head to look.
Indeed, he saw that Ling Feng was no longer behind him. This made Zhou Jin panic, and he almost cried out.
But then he sensed Ling Feng's presence.
It turned out that Ling Feng had stopped under a large tree about five meters away at some point!
Zhou Jin was stunned for a moment and quickly approached. "Tian Zun, this is... a corpse?!"
As he spoke, Zhou Jin's eyes widened as he clearly saw the corpse buried under the large tree, covered by fallen leaves!
This person's equipment was very complete, and he even had a gas mask in his hand. From his attire, it could be seen that this was a modern person.
And he looked like he was from a very professional exploration team.
It's just that the degree of decay of this person's corpse was truly beyond imagination.
It had rotted to the point of being unrecognizable, and there were even some maggots wriggling on his body, looking terrifying and ferocious!
However, Zhou Jin was no longer afraid. Instead, he curiously leaned closer.
He took out a test tube-like object from his waist pouch and directly sucked a maggot into it.
After observing it repeatedly, he said to Ling Feng in astonishment, "These maggots are not ordinary things; their growth rate is very fast. If it continues like this, they will die before dawn!"
Ling Feng nodded slightly upon hearing this and said calmly, "Otherwise, where do you think this poisonous miasma comes from?"
"Ah? Could it be that this poisonous miasma is the toxic gas volatilized from the bodies of these maggots after they die?"
Zhou Jin was incredibly astonished.
Ling Feng nodded faintly at Zhou Jin, looking like a teacher with a promising student.
"It's not just that. Any animal that enters here becomes an additive to this miasma. This miasma should be more terrifying during the day and weaker at night!"
Ling Feng made all his deductions precisely. "Because the temperature is higher during the day, the humidity here will be heavier, and the rate of decomposition of biological tissues will be faster, so the miasma here will be more severe. Conversely, as the temperature has dropped, the poisonous miasma is actually not as potent!"
Zhou Jin looked as if he had gained new knowledge, nodding repeatedly. "So, this poisonous miasma simply never dissipates. It's eternal energy, devouring everything, and constantly growing stronger!"
After speaking, Zhou Jin's eyes widened even further. "I can't imagine who is doing all this here. Amazing, truly amazing!"
Ling Feng, however, glanced at the dense forest around them and said casually, "This is a form of Feng Shui needle technique, borrowing the power of the earth's veins. It can be determined that everything here should be related to the inheritor of the Profound Yin Dragon Blood!"
Having said that, Ling Feng stood up and looked ahead. "Let's continue moving. We are very close to those people! We will be able to meet them soon and see what they intend to do!"
Zhou Jin was stunned. "There are still people ahead?"
Then he pointed to the corpse on the ground. "Could they be with this person?"
Ling Feng nodded slightly. "You're so smart! This person died less than half an hour ago!"
Zhou Jin swallowed hard. He knew that Ling Feng's praise was just teasing him.
If he were truly smart, he would have seen through all this long ago and wouldn't need Ling Feng to constantly remind him.
"Is there really treasure here?" Zhou Jin was indeed filled with curiosity.
Ling Feng shook his head. "This is indeed a so-called Feng Shui treasure land. It is not unusual for there to be tombs of kings and generals here. However, it is best that these fellows are not coming for the tomb of the inheritor of the Profound Yin Dragon Blood, otherwise..."
Ling Feng did not finish his sentence.
But Zhou Jin already knew what Ling Feng meant.
If there were other people coming for the Profound Yin Dragon Blood, then these people would surely be unlucky.
Ling Feng would absolutely not let go of these grave robbers, let alone those who came to steal the Profound Yin Dragon Blood. This was something Ling Feng could not tolerate even more!
The dead should be respected.
It was truly pitiful that even the dead could not rest in peace.
Those who disturbed the peace of the dead were even more detestable scoundrels!