Ghost Fog Mountain, located north of Fire Country, is shrouded in mist all year round and has witnessed the fall of countless powerful beings. Its unique climate has shaped the unique environnt of the mountain.
This area is seldom traveled by humans, yet it is ho to various powerful poisonous insects, fierce beasts, poisonous flowers, and peculiar plants.
In a swamp enveloped by a cloud of poison...
Thick, stinky mud was everywhere, with poisonous snakes roaming within it. Giant mosquitos, each the size of a fist, flew over the swamp.
At this mont, a graceful white figure landed on a mound in the swamp. The woman wore a Silver Mask, concealing her true face.
But the aura she emitted was as rhythmic as tidal waters, fluctuating unpredictably, like a Divine Power beyond comprehension.
She stretched out her palm, and a terrifying suction force erupted from it. The mud in front of her started swirling violently. Soon, a bright red aquatic plant, laden with mud, floated to the surface. It was covered in thorns and poison spikes, resembling a vibrant, poisonous snake.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, an object shot out of the mud. It was a colorful poisonous snake, startlingly fast. In an instant, it approached the woman’s face.
SWOOSH!
The snake soared past the woman’s face, and its body fell into the swamp. A trace of the snake’s fresh blood tainted the woman’s fingernails.
"Master, I’ve found the Snake Emperor Grass as well. I suppose we’ve got nearly everything you need," a voice chid.
At this point, another woman dressed in black erged from not far behind. It was Xia Ji.
The Master she referred to was none other than the Saintess of the Saint Witch Religion, Liu Xiling.
Their master-disciple relationship was not widely known within the Saint Witch Religion. Xia Ji usually referred to Liu Xiling as Saintess, only addressing her as Master when they were alone.
"We are still one item short," the woman in white said as she put away the Snake Emperor Grass and looked at Xia Ji. "How’s the search for the item I asked you to find?"
Hearing this, Xia Ji quickly clasped her hands in salute and responded, "Master, the Great Wilderness Python you asked us to find has been located in Black Water Gully to the north. However, I fear we must act quickly. Word is that the Righteous Path knows you are here, so formidable experts may arrive soon."
"Additionally, Ling Chen is now in Stone City. If he discovers this, he might also rush here imdiately."
ntioning Ling Chen, Xia Ji studied Liu Xiling’s eyes. But from those colorful eyes, she could not detect any change in expression.
"What is to co will co. We will carry on according to the original plan."
To Xia Ji’s surprise, her Master didn’t seem to worry about Ling Chen coming to Ghost Fog Mountain.
But wouldn’t it be a big problem if that kid were to co here? He might even lose his life. After all, Liu Xiling and Ling Chen were mother and son; surely she wouldn’t stand by and do nothing, would she? Xia Ji pondered this.
At this ti, Ling Chen had already left Stone City and was hurrying towards Ghost Fog Mountain alone.
Ghost Fog Mountain, currently a perilous place gathering nurous experts from both the Demon Way and Righteous Path, was on the verge of a bloody storm. But the chance to potentially reunite with his mother cast all of Ling Chen’s fears to the winds.
This ti, he was absolutely determined to find her and get to the bottom of what happened at the Divine Intent Sect that night.
With a gleam in his eyes, Ling Chen whipped his horse, speeding it into the forest.
Inside Ghost Fog Mountain, a black miasma was everywhere, dense and hazy. If one’s strength hadn’t reached the Martial Master Realm and condensed the True Qi Virtual Pill, they simply couldn’t resist this miasma.
Only after taking a Detoxification Pill did Ling Chen enter the mountain. The surrounding miasma seed to have a life of its own, drawing closer, as if trying to seep into Ling Chen’s pores.
Stimulating the True Qi within his body, Ling Chen ford a True Qi Shield around himself to resist the invasion of the miasma.
After sending his horse away, Ling Chen headed towards the summit. Ghost Fog Mountain was a vast area with dozens of peaks. Finding information about Liu Xiling would have to be done step by step.
Hmm? There are fighting noises ahead?
As Ling Chen proceeded, the PING and PANG of tal clashing echoed in his ears.
Ling Chen’s gaze shifted to his left—the sounds of weapons clashing and battle cries were coming from this direction.
Using the Wind Shadow Step, Ling Chen quietly moved behind a large tree.
In sight, indeed, there were more than a dozen figures engaged in battle.
Two groups were fighting: one clearly made up of Righteous Path Disciples, and the other composed of people in black, evidently Demonic Path Experts.
Among those Righteous Path Disciples, Ling Chen spotted a familiar figure. It was Xiao Muyu.
"Little girl, surrender quickly, serve well, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, hehe..."
Opposite Xiao Muyu was a lewd-looking young man with a lustful gleam in his eyes. This youth’s strength was not weak; he had reached the level of a Sixth Layer Realm Martial Artist.
"Never!"
A grim expression clouded Xiao Muyu’s beautiful eyes. She had been looking for a mission target in this area but unfortunately ran into this group of Demonic Path Followers as soon as she arrived at Ghost Fog Mountain.
The lewd youth before her was not an ordinary Demonic Sect expert but a Ghost ssenger Level Expert known as the "Flower-picking Ghost Envoy."
With Xiao Muyu’s strength, she was no match for this man and was being thoroughly suppressed by him.
In addition to this Flower-Picking Ghost Envoy, the opposing side had over a dozen other experts. Her team was completely outmatched.
If this continued, the situation would beco dire.
Looking at the increasingly lecherous smile on the Flower-picking Ghost Envoy’s face, Xiao Muyu’s heart sank.
"Little beauty, it seems you prefer punishnt over a toast. Since that’s the case, don’t bla for being impolite."
The Flower-Picking Ghost Envoy grinned, his eyes suddenly turning cold. He then abruptly sprang up. His weapon was a tal Flower, its petals edged like blades. Spinning rapidly in the Flower-Picking Ghost Envoy’s hand, it attacked Xiao Muyu.
Xiao Muyu also thrust out her Juechen Sword, executing the "Wind and Rain Together" technique in an attempt to block the Ghost Envoy’s attack.
The mont the Juechen Sword and the tal Flower touched, an eerie smile appeared on the Ghost Envoy’s face. In the next instant, brilliant sparks erupted between them. Xiao Muyu was unable to hold onto her Juechen Sword due to the rapid spin, and the Treasure Sword was shockingly knocked away.
The tal Flower was about to strike Xiao Muyu’s body.
Just then, from the woods not far away, a cold light suddenly shot out, striking the tal Flower with lightning speed and knocking it away.
This cold light was a sword qi. It not only knocked back the tal Flower but also shot into the trunk of a large tree, leaving a smooth, hollow opening behind.
Xiao Muyu’s expression was one of surprise as she looked in the direction from which the cold light had shot out. From there, a familiar figure erged.
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