Infiltration

A vast expanse of white mist drifted through the dense forest. More than a dozen figures flitted through the woods like ghosts, incredibly fast yet utterly silent.

I led the way, racing deeper into the forest. With a light tap of my toes against the ground, I could leap several zhang at a time, scarcely any slower than flying.

Suddenly, the white mist ahead gradually began to thin. I hurriedly signaled to those behind me, and everyone immediately stopped.

Xiao Yan, Wind Venerable, and Tang Zhen came forward from behind. The few of us climbed the tallest nearby tree in a few swift movements like monkeys, hiding in its canopy as we looked into the distance.

The ground at the center of the forest ahead gradually sank downward. At the center of that depression stood a cluster of black stone buildings, arranged in orderly layers, with faint shadows of people moving within.

"Phew, we've reached the West Underworld Earth Hall!"

Looking at the buildings from afar, I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. The Mountain Range of Dead Souls was so enormous, and we could not use even the slightest bit of Dou Qi along the way. Finding this place had truly not been easy. One careless mistake, and we would either expose ourselves or simply get lost!

Xiao Yan and Wind Venerable both revealed ecstatic expressions, though their eyes also held several traces of gravity. They knew that what came next was the most crucial moment—and the time to risk their lives!

"Teacher, I'm here..." Xiao Yan murmured, his gaze dazed.

I focused my eyes and examined the area, then suddenly smiled. "Hehe, just as expected. The grand formation here hasn't been activated. It seems they still don't know we've arrived. Now it's time to give them a little