Three days later.
A man and a woman dressed as adventurers entered Ma Dang Mountain.
It was more than five hundred kilometers from Demon Port. To high-tier Awakened, that was not far at all; they could get there in a little over an hour.
Don said courteously:
"I heard Miss Wang has been exploring ruins for a long time. I imagine you're an expert in this field."
"We'll have to rely on your help when the time comes."
"Not at all. Mr. Tang is the experienced one. I heard you've been active in Ma Dang Mountain for many years. We'll need to draw on your experience to handle things smoothly." Liu Yuanyuan, using the alias Wang Bing, smiled.
Ma Dang Mountain was enormous.
The peaks on the outskirts towered into the clouds, thrusting skyward like the ridges of swords.
Their sharp edges were fully exposed.
But after traveling only a short distance inward, the terrain turned into rows of smooth, adorable hillocks. One connected to the next, rising and falling like a series of Grave Mounds.
Ordinary Grave Mounds, however, were only one or two meters high.
These mountain peaks were hundreds of meters tall.
The mountains were cold and gloomy.
But there were not many evil spirits.
Occasionally, in a mountain hollow shrouded in gloom, they would see what seemed to be a figure moving. But it was nothing more than an ordinary ghost.
There were also strange sounds.
They followed them everywhere.
They were merely the wails of Vicious Ghosts.
Nothing unusual.
"There's nothing special about the outer region, and the evil spirits aren't frightening either. The ruins we're heading to are on the edge of the outer region. That may be why there aren't any particularly dangerous threats."
"But we still need to be careful."
"The explorers