Wang Wu's transfer was very smooth.

Actually, as long as he avoided those stone-like things on the ground, he wouldn't trigger those ground spine tentacles. With his Level 10 Passive Concealment, he could quietly pass through.

The area covered by the Devil Vine settled here wasn't very large, roughly two or three hundred meters in radius, just occupying a small hill on the riverbank.

Wang Wu moved slowly for more than an hour and successfully reached the top of the hill. Here, through the gaps in the trees and with the bright view of the day, he could even see very far.

Of course, there were basically no Little Demons daring to come in here. This place was almost filled with those ground spine traps disguised as small stones, ready to be triggered anytime, anywhere, and Wang Wu had to be extremely careful; otherwise, who knew when he'd fall into a trap.

But it's at this moment that he noticed something odd: about twenty or thirty meters ahead, two big trees were missing, as if they were inexplicably moved away.

Wang Wu didn't dare to be careless and immediately stopped moving, planning to observe for a moment and then bypass this area. For him, there was no place for reckless bravery.

Level 10 Passive Concealment is for survival, not for taking risks.

But the more he observed, the more he felt something was off. Maybe those Little Demons couldn't notice, but for a human, that open space ahead looked like a puzzle put together incorrectly, like the images of young girls in some apps, enhanced with space magic, seemingly great at a glance but awkward upon closer inspection.

As someone who's nearly cultivated Eyes of Golden Flame on Earth, this was his hidden talent.

Wang Wu was quite puzzled, but he didn't plan to investigate further. Just as he was about to retreat quietly and bypass the area, he suddenly heard voices, not from the awkward empty space ahead, but from another direction.

He slowly adjusted his view, and the next moment he was stunned.

Because he saw two humans, one around thirty years old and the other just fifteen or sixteen, both wearing gray-green cloaks. The texture of these cloaks was as soft and thin as spider silk; even touching the Devil Vine wouldn't trigger its defensive attack mechanism.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, they were striding forward boldly, and the ground spine tentacles weren't attacking them.

But there was no doubt they were Human Race Cultivators.

Wang Wu always thought Human Race Cultivators were at least thousands of miles away, and it would take decades or hundreds of years to infiltrate this place. He never expected to encounter them so quickly.

"Senior Brother, haven't we gathered enough Paralyzing Poison over these days?" asked the young Human Race Cultivator, seemingly at the limit of his endurance with this environment, eager to leave.

Upon hearing this, the older Human Race Cultivator smiled.

"Junior Brother, patience is needed; we're almost there. This Paralyzing Poison is an essential supplementary material for preparing several Demon King Level Poisons, more the better."

"You must know that the West Wilderness is peculiar precisely because it produces three world-renowned Demon King Level Poisons. We need to collect these poisons, bring them back to the Sect, hand them over to the Elders, and let them prepare the corresponding antidotes. Otherwise, in the face of Demon King Level Poisons, aside from Celestial Realm Cultivators who can achieve immunity due to their cultivation, Earth Realm and Human Realm Cultivators will suffer various degrees of erosive damage. This is also one of the greatest obstacles affecting our Human Race's grand expansion plan."

As they spoke, the two had reached the open space, where the Senior Brother took out something, quickly formed a seal, and then waved his hand. Instantly, transparent ripples flashed by, and the awkward-looking open space changed, revealing a strange little tent inside.

The tent was strange because it looked only one meter high, one meter wide, and one meter long—so cramped that even a child would find it tight, yet these two adults could get inside.

No doubt, it must be a mysterious artifact unique to Human Race Cultivators.

After entering the tent, their conversation could no longer be heard. Wang Wu hesitated for a moment, then slowly retreated, not wanting to cause trouble.

Even though he could avoid being sensed by these two Human Race Cultivators due to his Level 10 Passive Concealment Talent, it didn't mean he was a match for them. To come so deep into the West Wilderness, these two Human Race Cultivators were either exceptionally powerful or experienced, relying on various magical artifacts to assist them.

Soon, the two Human Race Cultivators emerged from the strange tent, and Wang Wu had only retreated less than twenty meters before he immediately stopped, not daring to move any further.

At this moment, the two Human Race Cultivators were no longer talking. The Senior Brother now held some instruments, while the Junior Brother held a black gourd as large as a human head.

Then, Wang Wu watched as the Senior Brother performed a dazzling array of operations, including sticking many peculiar long needles and small flags into the ground, embedding some unknown-use instruments in certain places, and finally beckoning to the Junior Brother, who immediately opened the black gourd's stopper.

In an instant, golden spiritual mist floated out, along with a strange fragrance, just as if the morning glow and sunrise had been captured and released here.

So beautiful, so magnificent, at this moment, the area within twenty meters was transformed into another world, resembling an immortal's abode.

The trees within the range quickly creaked and grew, the Devil Vine almost howled as it continuously sprouted, and the wild grass on the ground, like it had eaten Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pill, thrived exuberantly.

Yet none of this could spread beyond twenty meters, as if there was a legendary array forming a transparent barrier.

Wang Wu watched with his heart in his mouth, because if he hadn't retreated a certain distance just now, he would have been caught in that circle and wouldn't know how these two Human Race Cultivators would have handled him.

Additionally, if he wasn't mistaken, the golden spiritual mist drifting out from that black gourd was clearly extremely dense golden particles. Wow, the Human Race Cultivators could actually store golden particles, truly opening his eyes as an unrefined Xiong Da.

At this moment, the Devil Vine within the circle was clearly intensely stimulated, not only did it begin to grow wildly, but it also started a terrifying devourment of other plants within the circle, including large trees.

It was visible to the naked eye, the few large trees in the circle withered, and a large number of wild grasses and other plants also turned to ash, leaving only a few rough, gigantic, and ferocious Devil Vines tangled together, akin to hundreds of giant pythons entwined.

At this moment, the senior brother made a move as swift as lightning, and it was unclear what he did, but the Devil Vine began to roll violently, and finally, with a bang, it exploded into a green, oily poison mist.

And the two brothers then swiftly took what looked like antidote pills, began skillfully collecting the green, oily poison mist.

A moment later, only a faint layer of the green poison mist remained, and the two exited quickly, both looking pleased.

"Senior Brother, this time the paralyzing poison should be enough, right?"

"Naturally, it's enough. We are quite lucky. This Demon Vine is extremely hard to find in the West Wilderness, especially the ones already settled, almost impossible to notice any clues from the surface. Only the ones that have migrated within a year can be found. Next, we're just short of Water Demon Poison and Bone-Dissolving Poison."

The senior brother said, packing up various tools and that strange tent, and the two left on their own. The gray-green cloaks on them, after walking out of the woods, became lighter when illuminated by the sunlight, blending in with the vegetation. If one did not look closely, they would not even be able to notice.

Undoubtedly, they relied on these things and other methods to silently venture deep into the West Wilderness.

The Human Race Cultivators, indeed impressive.

A deep sense of caution rose in Wang Wu's heart, it seemed he must be more vigilant in the future, not only against the Spirit Monster from the Demon Race but also against these Human Race Cultivators who are like adventurers. They truly live by the maxim that 'the more skilled one is, the bolder they are.'

Perhaps within the Human Cultivation Realm, there's even a saying that those who haven't ventured into the West Wilderness are not true heroes.

As Wang Wu was pondering this, suddenly he felt a bit paralyzed all over, yet he didn't know when the faint green poison mist wafted over.

The two Human Race brothers disregarded this insufficiently concentrated paralyzing poison, dismantled the array, and left. But the residual poison mist they created would not disappear on its own.

"Goodness, don't your Human Cultivation Sects have environmental protection and monitoring agencies? Discharging and littering haphazardly, rough production management, don't care about environmental pollution?"

Wang Wu complained inwardly, yet he couldn't move at all. Even the residual purified paralyzing poison seemed to have a higher concentration and intensity than the Devil Vine branches he had cut before.

He had not even ingested it, just inhaled a few invisible breaths, combined with skin contact, making him unable to move at this moment.

Moreover, being in a dense forest, surrounded by towering trees without even a breeze, as the poison mist spread to a certain extent, it stopped spreading, just lingering and drifting through the woods.

Thus, the paralyzing poison continued to accumulate within Wang Wu's body.

And the information on poison corrosion kept flashing.

"You are currently in the refined Top Grade paralyzing poison mist, and within sixty seconds you inhaled three times the upper limit your body can endure, suffering 300 points of poison corrosion damage, and falling into a 300-second paralysis state."

"Due to your Demon King Level Poison Resistance, you exempted 200 points of poison corrosion damage."

"Due to your 9 Points of Paralysis Poison Resistance, you exempted 27 points of poison corrosion damage."

"Due to your Plant Affinity Branch Talent, you exempted 40 points of poison corrosion damage."

"Ultimately, you suffered 33 points of poison corrosion damage, your Level 10 Healing Talent has been activated..."

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This information kept surfacing continuously since the poison mist wouldn't disperse, and Wang Wu couldn't move. Even though he wasn't heavily damaged due to various immunities, it wouldn't cease.

Until about a dozen minutes later, when the slight amount of satiety he had was exhausted and his Life Value had dropped by nearly 400 points, the poison mist finally slowly dissipated, and its concentration and intensity dropped a notch.

At this point, his late arrival finally bore fruit.

"Due to your body's increased adaptation to the paralyzing poison, you have gained 3 Points of Paralyzing Poison Resistance, currently at (12/25)."

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