Elder Gong led Xu Chunniang to a lone cliff high up the mountain.
But Elder Gong had lived at the foot of Zhangwei Mountain for several hundred years and was exceptionally sensitive to changes in the mountain. The moment fog began to rise, he sensed that something was wrong and immediately chose to descend.
The two of them were among the first group to head down the mountain. By the time the others gradually realized that fog had risen in the mountains, the mountain fog had already grown dense, with Mist Beasts mixed within it, taking the chance to attack those who had fallen behind alone.
The mountain fog spread rapidly down the slopes. Accompanied by the faint roars and screams drifting from behind them, Elder Gong's expression turned grave.
"There are Mist Beasts hidden within the mountain fog. These creatures blend into it, making them extremely difficult to deal with. However, Mist Beasts have a weakness—they fear fire. If you accidentally become trapped in the fog, you can use the Fire Law to force them back temporarily.
"However, most laws in the lower realm are incomplete. For most people, the Fire Law they comprehend can only drive away Mist Beasts and cannot inflict any real harm on them. You must break free of the mountain fog as quickly as possible to completely shake them off."
Xu Chunniang's gaze shifted slightly as a bold idea surfaced in her mind.
If she used the Yin-Yang Law to manifest the Law of Fog around herself, could she avoid the Mist Beasts' attacks?
If this idea worked, then even if the mountain remained shrouded in fog year-round, she could still go and fell Snow-Accumulating Pines whenever she wished.
The roars and cries of alarm behind her grew more frequent and closer.
Mist Beasts