When he decided to act, Lin Xuan did so at once; his longing to reunite with Yue'er was desperately urgent.
Whether it was by chance or simply good luck, on the journey that followed, the two of them actually encountered not the slightest setback.
It would not be an exaggeration to call it smooth sailing. Half a month later, the two arrived at Mist Swamp.
"This is where Yue'er is staying?"
Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at the swamp ahead. On the surface, there was nothing particularly unusual about it. As far as the eye could see, the entire swamp seemed shrouded in dense fog.
And this mist had a certain suppressive effect on divine sense, making it impossible to probe what dangers might be lurking deep within the swamp.
"That's right. The Queen is hiding in the depths of the swamp. There, she can avoid the schemes and sneak attacks of her enemies," Xing'er's respectful voice entered his ears.
"Then how do we get in?"
Lin Xuan was somewhat curious. Xing'er had once said that although the danger of this swamp did not match the Styx River, it was still a famous land of death in Underworld Hell.
The outer perimeter could still serve as a trial ground for cultivators, but the farther one went in, the more terrifying the danger became. Even old monsters at the Tribulation Transcendence level might lose their lives there.
The reason Yue'er could use this place as a dwelling was because the Asura King had calculated every step without omission. Before reincarnating, he had arranged many measures in advance; otherwise, they would have had no chance of living here.
Along the way, after hearing Xing'er's description, Lin Xuan could finally set his mind at ease regarding Yue'er's safety. Yet how they