Still and Quiet Demon Island

Tang Wulin smiled bitterly. "I'm afraid you're right. I have not sensed any life source from the plants around here."

Where they landed was a piece of land that was relatively flat. The pitch black forest was not far away from them. Tang Wulin walked quickly toward it. When he pressed his palm against a large tree, it was cold to the touch. Putting aside the fact that there was no life source that came from it, a dense feeling of deathly stillness arose instantly from it. If it were not for Tang Wulin's extremely strong life source and blood essence, his body would have certainly suffered some damage being tainted with this death aura.

"These trees aren't real, it's as if they were all carbonized. They're as tough as metallic rocks, but they don't have an ounce of life source within them," Tang Wulin's brows were tightly knitted.

If there were no origin energy, there was no point for them to cultivate here. The others gathered around Tang Wulin.