Back on the Water Mirror's side, dense fog filled the air, so thick that he could not see his own hand before his face. Ao Yue cautiously stepped into Yinwu Valley. He did not dare fly on his sword, afraid of disturbing the demonic beasts lurking within the valley, and could only proceed on foot, treading carefully with every step. The bone-chilling fog coiled around him like a ghost, its eerie cold seeping into his marrow and making him shudder.
The needle of the Spirit Seeking Compass spun wildly, veering east and west with no discernible pattern. Ao Yue frowned. The spiritual energy in this wretched place was as chaotic as a pot of porridge. It seemed finding any treasures would not be easy.
After walking for about an hour, the fog thinned somewhat, and visibility reached roughly fifteen yards. Suddenly, Ao Yue heard sounds of fighting ahead, mixed with the roars of a demonic beast and the screams of humans.
"Something fun to watch!" Ao Yue's eyes lit up. In this desolate wilderness, it was most likely that treasure-seeking cultivators had run into trouble. He quietly crept over and hid behind a huge boulder, peeking out to observe the situation.
He saw two cultivators dressed in azure Daoist robes confronting a gigantic toad. The toad was purple from head to toe, its skin covered in bumps and radiating waves of foul stench. At a glance, it was clearly no pushover.
"Senior Brother, the poison of this Purple Poison Toad is extremely potent. We have to be careful!" One of the cultivators had a pale face, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"What are you afraid of? We have the Golden Light Talismans bestowed by our master. A mere third-level demonic beast is nothing to fear!" Though the other cultivator