That day.
"What in the world is this place?!"
At that moment, Lin Yiqing and Little Fatty were in a primeval forest. Towering trees crowded around them, shrouded in a milky-white mist. The mist was extremely strange, and even spiritual energy could barely penetrate it.
As the mist spread, the entire sky seemed steeped in a bone-chilling cold. Ordinary cultivators could hardly withstand the frigid air.
After entering the dense forest, Lin Yiqing and Little Fatty could only wander about aimlessly. Little Fatty was growing restless. It seemed they were trapped here.
"The mist here is really strange!"
Little Fatty watched their surroundings with a grave expression. He sensed some kind of threat lurking here; faintly, it seemed that a strange presence had them in its sights.
But that presence was peculiar, coming and going, seeming to exist and then vanish.
"The Mist Forest has always been strange. Don't be impatient. Once we get out, we'll have reached the Great Wilderness Prefecture."
Lin Yiqing took a map from his Universe Bag and studied it. Nearly four months had passed since he set out. Even though he'd been delayed along the way, he should still be arriving at about the right time.
The Mist Forest was a strange woodland on the edge of the Great Wilderness Prefecture. It was shrouded in mysterious mist all year round, and the slightest misstep could leave someone lost within it.
Lin Yiqing tried spreading his spiritual energy to sense the fluctuations of Origin Qi around them, but to no avail.
"This doesn't seem to be ordinary mist. There's something else mixed in with it!"
After sensing it carefully for a moment, Lin Yiqing spoke with a grave expression. Ordinary thick fog could at most block one's vision, but the mist here could even obstruct the