More than ten days later, Qin Fengming left the Marketplace under the guidance of the beautiful female cultivator and flew toward the northeast.
After flying tens of thousands of miles, a vast region shrouded in white mist appeared within his divine sense.
The mist billowed, and a bone-chilling cold spread from within it, covering the surrounding rocks and vegetation in a layer of white frost.
Standing outside the mist, Qin Fengming's expression gradually turned solemn.
This land shrouded in mist not only greatly suppressed divine sense, but the invasion of its icy cold was also beyond what a Nascent Soul cultivator could endure. Even an ordinary early Integration stage cultivator would likely find it difficult to persist for long within such mist.
"Fellow Daoists, the white-mist-covered land ahead is where the ruins of He Yang Palace lie. The mountain gate leading into Sumeru Space is basically at the center of this stretch of white mist. Although that purple token has yet to appear, it should be within the next day or two.
"At present, there are no Integration stage cultivators remaining in this white mist, and there is no longer any restriction on the area. Cultivators of any tribe may move about freely. The sole purpose is to obtain that purple token. Here are two jade tokens for you. As long as you wear them, you will be regarded as cultivators of our three tribes."
Qin Fengming had already learned that this female cultivator was Lin Ying, the dual-cultivation partner of an elder of the Qiangyou Tribe.
Although she was only at the mid Spirit Severing stage, she held an extremely high position in the Qiangyou Tribe and possessed outstanding leadership abilities. In this four-tribe war, if not for Lin Ying, then even with Ancestor Zhan Yuan, a Profound level