Mist-Shrouded Forest!
With someone scouting the way, Lin Bai also perked up and looked into the Evil Ghost Stone Forest. He noticed the gray fog spreading from deep within it, gradually covering the entire stone forest. Lin Bai activated his Dharma Eyes, trying to see through the gray fog, but a mysterious force blocked his vision.
Everyone held their breath and stared into the stone forest, hoping Senior Brother Luan would bring back some good news. Yet a full half-hour passed without any response from him. No one knew whether he was alive or dead. If Senior Brother Luan had died, surely they would have at least heard a scream, wouldn't they?
The expressions on the surrounding martial artists' faces grew ugly. Quite a few began to consider retreating. Leaning against an old tree in silence, Lin Bai looked at the fear and wariness on everyone's faces and sensed that something was wrong. "It looks like these experts have been frightened out of their wits. None of them dares to go in!"
"This won't do. If they don't scout the way, how am I supposed to fish in troubled waters?"
Lin Bai was rather troubled. His cultivation and strength were not enough to roam unhindered through the Evil Ghost Stone Forest. He needed someone to scout the way and draw the evil ghost's attention away. Perhaps he could seize some benefits while they were distracted. But now, it seemed that these experts had begun thinking of retreating, and they were immensely wary of the evil ghost's strength.
There were quite a few people here who had the same idea as Lin Bai. One of them was an expert at the Dao God Realm from the Heng Province Alliance, Zhao Longqing. He was dressed as a young man, with swordlike brows,