"Why did you deliberately lag behind? Were you waiting for Yang Shuo and Madam Liu Yu to scout ahead first? This formation is extremely strange. Each section contains a corresponding crisis that must be resolved, but going in earlier or later doesn't make much difference." Xiang Qingcheng glanced at Lu Xiaotian in confusion.
"The restrictions might not differ much, but the retreat of those True Immortal-level werewolves earlier was rather strange. It didn't resemble their previous style."
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. "Back then, Dao Immortal Ying Qing entered the Illusory Mist Marsh. With his mastery of formations, he figured out quite a few of the restrictions here. The restrictions within this dense fog are clearly more formidable than those in other places. They were obviously set up by the Howling Moon Wolf Clan. In any case, the Howling Moon Wolf Clan wouldn't let anyone easily obtain what Daoist Ying Qing left behind, nor would they let outsiders readily uncover the secrets of the restrictions here."
Judging from the name of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan, Lu Xiaotian also felt that they had yet to encounter any truly powerful werewolves. Perhaps the werewolves here weren't all concentrated in one place, but having Yang Shuo and Madam Liu Yu test the waters ahead was certainly a good idea. As for the restrictions within this dense fog, without interference from other wolf riders or True Immortal-level werewolves, and with Lu Xiaotian now having advanced to the True Immortal level, the Ice Demon Pot could still display considerable power in his hands.
Xiang Qingcheng nodded, and the two of them steadily advanced, dispelling the restrictions along the way.
They seemed to have traveled only a short distance through the passage of restrictions in the dense fog, yet it also felt as though they