Moving through the perilous medicine garden, every step felt like dancing on the edge of a blade. Those once-alluring spirit herbs that glowed with radiant light now appeared to everyone like fanged demons, baring their claws. They followed closely behind Dustin, avoiding every patch of ground that showed abnormal energy fluctuations. Every nerve was stretched taut to the limit. At the end of the garden, the mist thickened, and the sound of flowing water grew clearer and nearer. Finally, as they broke through the last veil of mist that obscured their vision, the scene before them left them breathless. It was a vast expanse of water—boundless, tranquil as a mirror, shimmering with a dreamlike azure hue. Dense spiritual energy rolled above the lake, almost tangible, so rich that even a single breath made one’s entire body feel light and invigorated. The inner strength they had lost in the poisonous mists earlier began to slowly recover. At the center of the lake, a small island coul...