A dense fog saturated with the Evil God's aura!
It was very similar to the evil fog from the Small Fishing Village.
Mo Hua vaguely sensed that he was getting closer and closer to what he sought.
The Altar was very likely hidden within the thick fog spreading across the Yanshui River.
Moreover, this aura was far more intense than the ones from Bishan Demon Cave and the River God Temple in the fishing village.
This Altar was absolutely no ordinary one!
Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly, and a faint anticipation rose in his heart.
Yet at the same time, a trace of warning stirred within him, as if something "terrifying" lurked in the fog, within the Altar—some unknown danger.
"What could it be..."
Mo Hua frowned slightly.
The spirit boat continued deeper into the fog. Night pressed in from every direction, seeping through every crack, gloomy and oppressive.
After a long while, the spirit boat came to a stop.
The fog seemed to have thinned somewhat.
But Mo Hua's soul began to stir restlessly, as though something were constantly teasing the desires hidden in his heart.
This temptation was extremely subtle. Had Mo Hua not cultivated the Soul-Startling Sword and the Blood Prison Pupil Technique, and sensed his Life Soul and Seven Souls, he might not have noticed such minute changes on the level of the soul.
"The fog has thinned, but desire has grown stronger."
"The fog on the outskirts is dense in order to keep people from spying..."
"And this inner fog looks thinner, but it is secretly luring out people's 'desires,' making them excited..."
Mo Hua's gaze sharpened.
Once the spirit boat stopped, there was no movement outside. After a moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door and said in a low voice:
"Honored guests, please