"Is that a champion-level magic herb, the Crystal Ice Flower? Wasn't this already an extinct magic herb?" Bexia stared in astonishment at the little blue flower. If she were to sell it, she could probably earn millions of gold coins, and the group of alchemists would even fight over it.
"Lucky me!" Bexia used a low-level magic spell, "Magic Hand," to pluck the Crystal Ice Flower and directly toss it into her own subspace. Unlike other spatial items, the state of anything stored in it would remain the same as when it was put in. So, no matter when Bexia took it out, it would still be the freshest Crystal Ice Flower. If the transplantation technique was good enough, it could even be replanted into the soil.
Continuing to move towards the mountaintop, the increasingly dense fog made it harder for Bexia to travel. The visibility kept decreasing, and even using a magic spell to enhance her vision was useless. The fog here wasn't just ordinary fog, but magic fog.
Magic fog was essentially magic that was condensed to a certain degree, forming a mist-like appearance. It was equivalent to a super magical environment.
The most obvious example was the "Magic Concentration Ring" Bexia wore on her hand. The magic power that had been consumed by continuous use was actually recovering at a clearly noticeable speed. Even under this super magical environment, using any magic would reduce consumption and increase the power of the magic. Mental power would also experience significant amplification.
Bexia didn't know how far she had traveled on this mountain. She had lost count of how many times she had used her Eightfold Cloud Umbrella. Later on, she could only move tens of meters at a time. On the way up, she had gained countless valuable magic herbs, and there were even some whose quality she couldn't estimate. Initially, she had only found herbs that were a thousand years old, but then she started finding ones that were tens of thousands of years old. Not to mention the herbs she obtained at the end, just holding them in her hands made her feel an increase in magic power throughout her body. Her whole being was filled with joy and excitement.
Finally, there was no need to look up anymore. Bexia's figure flashed and appeared at the source of the waterfall. Although the surrounding area was covered in mist, what she saw suddenly brightened her sight. It was completely different from what she had expected. She was met with an extremely bright scene.
It must be because of some kind of barrier. Bexia had already felt a similar presence in the Mist Gorge, so she didn't find it too surprising.
However, what appeared before her eyes surprised Bexia. It was neither mist with magical power nor patches of magic herbs. There was only a relatively small lake, and not far away, there was a rudimentary grass hut. The air was shockingly devoid of any trace of magic.
This was actually a magic-free zone!
The amount of magic that could be obtained by breathing here was equivalent to half an hour of meditation. It brought an immense surprise to Bexia because magic-free zones were almost theoretically impossible. Even if the magical power was extremely low, a complete absence of magic wouldn't occur.
However, the chaos Divinity within Bexia's body told her that there was no absence of magic here. It was simply being repelled by another powerful energy. The unknown energy absorbed by the chaos Divinity could convert into black magic power two or three times faster than regular magic power. This surprised Bexia because it meant that the lingering energy here was even more advanced than magic.
"Young man..." suddenly a voice sounded beside Bexia's ear. Bexia turned around abruptly and was shocked to see the middle-aged man who had appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing an invisible cloak and hadn't made any sound or movement. There was no trace of his presence, and even a high-level champion wouldn't have been able to detect him in such a state, let alone silently approach Bexia.
"Young man, how did you come here?" The middle-aged man completely ignored the invisible cloak on Bexia and looked at him curiously.
Bexia was secretly surprised as he looked at the middle-aged man. He didn't think that an ordinary person could appear here and see through the invisible cloak.
"Who are you?" Bexia already had the Octagon Cloud Umbrella in hand, ready to run at any moment.
"Oh! So you came up here relying on this thing. No wonder..." The middle-aged man didn't miss Bexia's small movement. He glanced at the Octagon Cloud Umbrella, nodded in understanding.
"You don't have to worry. Even if I want to do something to you, you won't be able to escape with that treasure. I can completely intercept you before you escape into space!" The middle-aged man spoke as if he were talking about something ordinary, but Bexia's heart jumped. Until now, no one had seen through the Octagon Cloud Umbrella. What kind of existence was the person in front of him? He could see through the effects of the Octagon Cloud Umbrella with just a glance. Bexia dared not imagine how strong the other party's strength was.
Lady Cloud had once said that although the Octagon Cloud Umbrella only had some of her power, ordinary people couldn't control her power at all unless the other party could also control a certain amount of space power. In his impression, even monarchs couldn't reach this level. Could it be the so-called Saint level?
When faced with something completely beyond their understanding, it is inevitable for people to experience fear. Bexia gazed at the middle-aged man before him. He had long black hair that reached his waist, tied with a straw, and he was wearing a large robe, which belonged to the Anzu region from the look of it. He had been standing with his hands behind his back since his appearance, and his eyes showed a wise and perceptive light, as if he could see through everything. Bexia felt as if he had no secrets in front of him.
"Don't be nervous. Although I'm already dead, it's completely impossible for you to escape from my hands. Any means you use against me will be useless!" The middle-aged man continued walking confidently, and Bexia couldn't understand what he meant by saying that he was already dead. Wasn't he still right in front of him? Why did he say he was dead?
"I know you must have many questions. Why don't you come with me first? I want to get rid of one thing with your help," the middle-aged man casually said with a faint smile on his face.
"... " Bexia didn't reply, but his steps followed the middle-aged man.
"Young man, what's your name?"
"...Bexia."
"Bexia, huh... You can call me the High Priest. I used to serve as the first generation High Priest of the Dragon God in the Great Dragon Church. As for my name, I've already forgotten it!"
"The first generation High Priest?!" Bexia's mind couldn't keep up for a moment, but suddenly he realized that the Great Dragon Church had existed for thousands of years in his knowledge. This meant that the seemingly gentle middle-aged man in front of him was an true immortal!
