Escape into Western Mountain, Golden and Silver Light

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was somewhat tense, Cai Mei'er walked over at the opportune moment.

Mu En knew Xuan Zi's impulsive nature and how he sometimes acted on a whim, so this time he didn't just bring Xuan Zi along; he also specially arranged for Cai Mei'er to accompany him.

Cai Mei'er stepped between the two, glanced at Xuan Zi first, then turned to Huo Yuhao, her tone polite and natural. "Tower Master, it would be best if we left the Sun Moon Empire Realm as soon as possible."

Huo Yuhao nodded upon hearing this. The other party addressed him as "Tower Master" instead of using his previous title, which demonstrated a clear sense of boundaries.

Cai Mei'er clearly now regards him as the person in charge of the Spirit Pagoda, rather than the Shrek student he once was.

This sense of propriety comforted Huo Yuhao somewhat, and his expression softened a little.

In fact, he could have easily taken everyone into the Undead Plane, which would have made it much easier for him to leave the Sun Moon Empire alone.

However, besides his own people from the Spirit Pagoda, there were also people from the Star Luo Imperial Soul Master Academy and Shrek Academy present at the moment, and he had no intention of revealing the Undead Plane to these people.

After much deliberation, he had no choice but to abandon the most convenient route.

He closed his eyes slightly, and his Divine Power spread out silently like a tide, sweeping across the surrounding jungle and mountain ridges, probing the faint fluctuations of energy in the distance.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly. The "pursuers" were still wandering in the distant mountains and fields, like a net that was gradually closing in, subtly surrounding the area where they were.

Huo Yuhao pondered for a moment, then said, "The best way now is to conceal our presence and pass through this jungle."

He paused here, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. "However, so far, we haven't seen any Sun Moon Empire people surrounding us on the west side. I'm worried this might be a trap."

The current situation looks exactly like the Sun Moon Empire is deliberately forcing them to move west.

Xuan Zi's expression returned to normal somewhat, and he said in a deep voice, "Whether it's a trap or not, there's no other way right now."

After saying that, he turned to look at Cai Mei'er, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry. "Let's head west."

Although Xuan Zi is of a higher generation, the real leader of Shrek this time is Cai Mei'er. Before setting off, Mu En specifically instructed that Cai Mei'er should make the decisions in case of any problems.

Cai Mei'er nodded, then turned to Huo Yuhao and asked, "Does Tower Master to come along?"

Huo Yuhao thought for a moment, then replied without refusing, "Let's go together then."

He wasn't actually too worried about the Sun Moon Empire setting any traps. After all, if things really got critical, he was confident that he could lead everyone out of danger once the Undead Plane opened.

In this world ten thousand years ago, if he wanted to leave, there probably wouldn't be many people who could stop him.

As for the issue of the Undead Plane being exposed, it's naturally insignificant in the face of a life-or-death crisis.

Once both sides reached an agreement, they did not delay any longer and immediately set off.

The group concealed their breathing and quickly traversed the mountains and forests, heading west.

The night was deep, the shadows of the trees were long, and the fallen leaves and decaying soil underfoot made a soft rustling sound. Everyone remained on high alert.

After walking for about an hour, Huo Yuhao, who had been walking on the side of the crowd, suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop!"

Everyone stopped in their tracks upon hearing this. Xuan Zi turned around, his brows furrowed, and asked in an unfriendly tone, "What is it now?!"

Huo Yuhao said with a serious expression, "Something's wrong, it's fogging up."

Xuan Zi casually replied, "Isn't it normal for fog to rise in the mountains and forests?"

Huo Yuhao glanced at him, inwardly wondering how this Level 98 Super Douluo had managed to cultivate to such a level? Didn't he even know how to use his Divine Power?

But he didn't waste any words, only explaining in a deep voice, "This fog is strange; Divine Power cannot penetrate it."

Upon hearing this, the several high-level Soul Master present immediately dispersed their Divine Power and probed towards the white mist in the distance.

When their senses touched the white mist, they found that their perception was indeed swallowed up by a viscous barrier, as if they had plunged into a lump of paste, unable to perceive anything clearly. The expressions on their faces changed slightly.

Cai Mei'er frowned and pondered, "This white mist covers a vast area, not something Soul Skill could cover. Could it have formed naturally?"

Xuan Zi seemed to have forgotten his earlier arbitrary judgment, and then replied, "How could naturally formed mountain mist hinder spiritual perception? It must be the work of the people of the Sun Moon Empire."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to reply, he added, "Before the fog completely covers us, I'll go up to the sky and take a look!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Zi stomped on the ground and shot into the sky as if he had been launched.

Before Cai Mei'er could even speak to stop him, she could only watch his figure rapidly ascend.

She couldn't help but grit her teeth, feeling somewhat annoyed that Xuan Zi had impulsively acted on his own.

Flying rashly to high altitudes could easily expose their location if pursuers are nearby.

As soon as Xuan Zi flew to a height of more than ten meters, his field of vision suddenly opened up, and he could clearly see the white mist that was slowly spreading along the mountain in the distance.

The fog was so thick it was almost solid, like a giant white python silently slithering through the mountains and forests, completely swallowing up even the moonlight wherever it passed.

Just as he was about to climb a little higher to get a clearer view, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a light flashing deep within the white mist.

Immediately afterwards, a golden and silver light shot out from the mist, moving as fast as a shooting star across the night sky, and in an instant, it accurately struck Xuan Zi.

Xuan Zi stopped, hovering in mid-air without flying upwards.

He looked down at his body; the surface of his robes and his exposed skin were stained with a layer of gold and silver, as if a very thin film of light had been attached to his body.

He clenched his fist, checked his internal condition, and found that he was fine. His Soul Power Flow smoothly, and he felt no unusual sensations in his body.

But it was precisely this "normality" that aroused a deeper sense of apprehension in him; unknown methods are often more unsettling than obvious attacks.

The crowd below looked at the sudden golden and silver luster on Xuan Zi's body, and everyone's expression became solemn.

On this escape route, any unexpected turn of events would make them extremely vigilant.

In Huo Yuhao's perception, the white mist that had been slowly enveloping them suddenly changed after Xuan Zi flew into the sky.

As if stimulated by some force, the white mist suddenly churned and its spread accelerated dramatically, like a startled beast quickening its hunting pace.

In a short while, the thick white fog surged in from all directions, completely surrounding the entire team.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of gold and silver light shot out from the white mist like a rain of arrows, moving so fast that no one could react in time.

The light fell precisely on each person, and then everyone was covered with a golden and silver luster exactly like Xuan Zi's.

Then...

"Bang!"

A dull thud came from above.

Xuan Zi's body fell straight down from mid-air without warning, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

That's right, it "fell" down, not fell down.

He slammed his entire body onto the pile of fallen leaves, creating a shallow crater. If it weren't for the formidable physique of Titled Douluo, he would probably have been injured by that impact.

Xuan Zi quickly got up, patted the dirt off his body, and his face was so dark it was almost dripping with water.

He gritted his teeth and said, "This white mist... it actually restricts the ability to fly!"