Langya Secret Realm.
The unbroken stretches of gray mist were like a heavenly chasm, cleaving this expanse of heaven and earth into two, their boundaries as distinct as the Jing and Wei Rivers!
At this moment.
At the end of that Langya Ancient Road, eight or nine cultivators were shrouded within a smooth, transparent Light Screen.
Even if divine sense spread outward, it passed through like air, leaving others unable to detect it.
This transparent Light Screen was truly miraculous...
And the source of that miracle was a jade-pendant-like treasure floating in midair within the transparent Light Screen.
Just then!
Among the eight or nine cultivators, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in black robes looked through the transparent Light Screen at the deserted Langya Ancient Road before him and muttered:
"Elder Crane, should we change locations?"
"Those cultivators would rather go to the wilderness than come here. At this rate, when will we ever seize all nine [Mist Tokens]?"
As he spoke.
The middle-aged cultivator in black robes looked toward the old man nearby, who wore a robe adorned with a hundred spirits.
The moment those words were spoken!
Before Spirit Crane True Person could reply, a dark-faced old man among them frowned slightly and said:
"Change locations?"
"Take a look at where this is first. Do you think you can just move because you want to?"
As he spoke, he pointed to the right.
"That side has practically been occupied by the Demon Race. If human cultivators want to hunt there, they have only one road to death.
Unless you have what it takes to kill those demons until their courage turns to ice!"
Before the middle-aged cultivator in black robes could respond, the dark-faced old man pointed to the left again.
"That area belongs to powerful forces such as