Although the Sun family old man was leading the way, the five Qin Fengming followed behind him still knew nothing about the route,
Unless they were cultivators from Yellow Springs Palace, it would be extremely difficult for outsiders to figure out the secret routes in and out of Yellow Springs Palace. From the exchange between the Sun family old man and the other man just now, it was clear that the route into the fog-shrouded region was not fixed, but constantly changing,
Such tight defenses filled the five Qin Fengming with awe before they had even reached Yellow Springs Palace,
Half an hour later, the six finally passed through that stretch of white fog, which extended for three to four hundred miles. Before them stood two lofty, towering peaks. The two mountains rose into the clouds, radiating an incomparably majestic presence,
Between the two towering peaks stood a massive city wall over a hundred zhang high. Compared with the enormous city they had seen in Cold Wind City, the wall here appeared far older. Although restrictive formations flickered across it, they did not conceal its traces,
Even from more than ten miles away, everyone could clearly see the weathered appearance of the rocks atop the towering wall. The dark rocks were not smooth or lustrous, and the passage of countless years had left distinct marks upon them,
At the very center of the towering wall stood a lofty gate tower. The enormous gate below looked like a gash torn into the hundred-zhang wall, with rolling black fog billowing out from within and churning within a hundred-zhang radius before the gate. Set above the towering gate were three large characters: Ghost Gate Pass,
It was clearly daytime, yet looking at the formidable pass before them made Qin Fengming and the others