Blood Mist Forbidden Land.
Fang Yang and the others had basically all passed through the Blood Mist Forbidden Land and arrived at a plaza. Palace after palace stood around them, while densely packed restriction formations covered the surroundings, emanating a heart-palpitating aura.
"Is this the deepest part of the Blood Mist Forbidden Land? It's truly unbelievable."
Seeing this scene, someone immediately sighed in amazement. They had previously believed the Blood Mist Forbidden Land to be a demon nest, a place where countless people entered but none returned.
Yet now, they had entered so easily, and not a single person had died. It was simply inconceivable.
"I knew the ancestor wouldn't harm us. This place is where our Soul Clan will rise again. Hidden within the Blood Mist Forbidden Land, even those monsters won't be able to break in. We can recuperate and rebuild here."
A Soul Clan warrior burst into laughter, nearly weeping with joy. After fleeing for so long, they could finally rest in peace. They were completely safe now.
Even if the monsters under the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint learned that they were hiding in the Blood Mist Forbidden Land, they likely still wouldn't be able to force their way inside.
Fang Yang, Fang Xin, and the others were also overjoyed. They knew they had indeed made the right gamble. The Blood Mist Forbidden Land, a place that struck terror into countless hearts, was actually a treasured land for their Soul Clan.
"But where did that mysterious man go? Why can't we see any trace of him?"
Someone asked. They did not know Xia Ping's true name, nor did they know much about his origins, so they could only refer to him as the mysterious man.
They looked around as well, but they could not find Xia Ping anywhere.