Black Mist Valley, Divine Palm Secret Key (Monthly Pass Request)

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two streaks of escape light cut across the sky, rolling through the barrier fog before landing in a valley in the blink of an eye.

Dense fog filled the valley, lingering for years without dispersing, carrying an air of deep, heavy accumulation.

"Lord Chen, this is the place."

Dressed in a black robe, Lan Yingjun landed amid the jagged rocks below the valley.

"A fine place."

Chen Ping'an looked around, a smile appearing on his face as he could not help but offer praise.

"To think that within a thousand miles of Xuanling, there is such a quiet place for cultivation."

This valley was not large. Mountains surrounded and concealed it, and without knowing the route beforehand, getting here would not be easy. Moreover, the black fog served as a natural barrier, enough to hide it from most prying eyes.

Ordinary Cultivators would find it difficult to stumble into this place merely by walking, unless they had collided with great fortune. Even if they did enter, with the black fog winding all around them, they likely would not wish to linger long.

Stories and biographies spoke often of fortunate encounters. Yet in reality, the number of people who could truly come into contact with them was exceedingly small. Most strange lands already had owners. They were either places where senior experts had gone into seclusion to cultivate, or the foundations upon which great sects stood.

The black fog within the valley was thick. By Chen Ping'an's senses, he could also detect many illusion barriers and restrictions arranged within. Even Grandmaster Cultivators who came here would mostly lose their bearings and become muddled in mind.

Could it be that Lan Yingjun also cultivated restrictions, and had no small attainment in them? Chen Ping'an guessed inwardly.

If that was truly