"Alright. Since that's the case, the six of us will explore deeper together. Stay close and don't get separated. If anything happens, we can look out for one another!"
Lei Zong spoke.
Without further hesitation, the group headed straight toward the depths of Mount Gao Ling.
As the six ventured deeper, they remained extremely cautious. Each person kept watch over one direction, fearing any sudden change.
Jiang Bei stood at the very back of the group, slowly feeling his way forward.
As they went deeper, he could clearly sense and see that the miasma around them was visibly growing denser, its poison exceptionally potent.
The poison-repelling treasures on Lin Keran, Lei Zong, and the others had already begun flickering with light, and even their complexions were gradually turning strange.
Yet to Jiang Bei, this miasma was naturally effortless to withstand. It placed no burden or pressure on him whatsoever.
"Hm? What's that? Nobody move!"
At that moment, Lei Zong suddenly noticed something. His expression changed, and he immediately raised a hand, signaling everyone to halt.
Everyone's gazes followed his toward the front. Soon, they spotted four or five figures in black passing through the distant forest. They wore hoods, and a large character for "Soul" was embroidered upon their chests.
"They're people from the Soul Dao Sect!"
Lin Keran could not help crying out.
"They really are hiding deep in here!"
Chen Qihang's eyes narrowed as he said in a low voice.
"What do we do? Should we attack?"
Peng Wei hurriedly asked.
"What is there to hesitate over? Attack directly! But remember, keep the commotion down so we don't startle the snake in the grass!"
Lei Zong shouted heavily. Without the slightest hesitation, he shot forward and pounced toward the distant Soul Dao Sect disciples.
"Who goes there?!"
Hearing