Soul Locking Mountain

One day later, in the mist-shrouded mountains of southern Holy Spirit Mountain Continent.

Two Black Fire Divine Steeds trod on blazing flames, leaping lightly among jagged rocks as though walking on level ground.

A mysterious man and woman clad in green coir raincoats and blue hats let their horses wander freely as they surveyed the sinister scenery around them.

"Good stuff~" Lu Ran grinned.

The two had set out from the Liuli Realm and traveled west.

The Jade Faced Snake Clan's stronghold was beautiful as a fairyland. Its flowers, grass, and trees were spotless, while its lakes and rivers were as clear as glass.

Yet after heading west for barely two hundred kilometers, Lu Ran felt as though he had entered the underworld.

"Neigh~~"

The horses suddenly reared and neighed, stopping before a towering cliff.

Deng Yuxiang pinched the brim of her bamboo hat between two fingers and gazed out over the mountain peaks submerged in a gray mist sea. She could not help but sigh.

"What a Soul Locking Mountain!"

The Holy Spirit Mountain Realm had never lacked mountains, but there were still enormous differences between mountain ranges.

The terrain here was exceptionally steep, with cliffs everywhere. Damp, frigid mist wriggled over the sheer rock faces, and even the mountain stones had been eroded into a hazy blur by the fog.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Lu Ran rode over, his horse's hooves crushing the soggy edge of the cliff.

Shattered rocks rolled downward, continuously smashing against the cliff walls and stirring up a string of echoes.

"Roar!!"

A faint, furious roar came from below.

Unfortunately, the gray fog obscured everything, and Lu Ran could not see what sort of being it was.

Most likely, a Laotian Devil.

With Lu Yuan and Qin Yanzhi, his two living maps, Lu Ran knew