Central Province, outside Shang Jing.
The vast primeval forest blocked the only road into Shang Jing.
Several figures silently emerged. They strode forward, and wherever they passed, the dense mist surrounding them split down the middle.
Before long, they headed deeper into the forest. Within the mist that filled every corner, no one knew how many dangers still lay hidden.
"Wasn't the seal on Shang Jing already lifted? Why is this place still so grim and terrifying?"
Lingxi swept her gaze around, her expression grave.
Even Spirit Wandering Realm martial artists unconsciously broke out in goosebumps upon entering this space, cold chills hissing up their spines.
"If I remember correctly, the one who sealed Shang Jing back then was not merely that Witch God." Zhao Chuanxiong carefully sensed the power saturating the surroundings. He stopped and looked at a broken branch before him, already corroded beyond recognition. "The Martial Temple also took part in the seal. But now, it seems Gu Chengxuan may have only undone the Martial Temple's seal. The Witch God's influence over this world still remains."
At that moment, Shen Hanwen and Chang Botao frowned slightly as they probed the surrounding space. Within the thick mist, there truly were some evil creatures rarely seen in the outside world.
However, these creatures were not particularly powerful. After sensing the unique Divine Soul Power on them, they all hid in the shadows.
What surprised the two was that, after sensing their strength, these creatures showed no fear whatsoever. It was extremely unusual.
"Witch God? The barbarian Witch God? We have fought Tuoba Yu before. Though he truly is powerful, with his abilities, he should not have been able to influence such a vast stretch of heaven and earth!"
Shen Hanwen looked around at the environment that made him intensely