At this moment!
Cheng Buzheng discovered that even with the terrifying eyesight of a Spirit Transformation Mortal Cultivator like himself, he was actually unable to see through this strange white mist.
Not only that!
Even his vast, sea-like, formidable and terrifying divine sense could not pass through the white mist to glimpse the clear sky beyond it.
The only image reflected in his mind was an endless expanse of white.
It was utterly inconceivable!
And far beyond Cheng Buzheng's expectations.
Not to mention a Magic Treasure capable of blocking divine sense?
Even a fourth-rank formation—or an even more exquisite fifth-rank formation—would reveal at least a sliver of a flaw under the impact of a Spirit Transformation cultivator's powerful divine sense!
Even if it revealed no flaw, there should at least be a trace of fluctuation, shouldn't there?
Yet!
The strange white mist shrouding the Canyon possessed neither.
This made Cheng Buzheng even more curious about just what kind of existence that strange white mist was.
Just as he was preparing to study it closely...
Suddenly, the strange white mist that filled the sky and enveloped Gourd Valley violently rolled back, sinking into the surrounding mountain rock.
When he looked again...
The strange white mist had vanished completely, without even the faintest wisp remaining!
It was as though what had just happened had been an illusion.
Likewise.
The strange sight before Cheng Buzheng only made him more curious.
Still unwilling to give up, he once more released his vast, sea-like divine sense, spreading it toward the surrounding mountain rock and searching inch by inch.
No matter how meticulously or carefully Cheng Buzheng searched, he still found not the slightest clue.
Let alone the source of that strange white mist.
Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng knew that divine sense alone was of no