Within the mystic realm, the grayish-blue sky was exceptionally gloomy.
The air was thick with clouds and mist as well.
The five emerged from the entrance to the mystic realm, each taking up a position and producing their magic treasures in full readiness.
Seeing that no one else was present, they all let out long breaths of relief.
It was nothing like the grand, majestic scene Ye Jingcheng had imagined, with countless towers, pavilions, and palaces.
This mystic realm contained only a sparse few spirit mountains. A dark river flowed out from amid the mountains, then thundered eastward.
At the end of the mountains, it formed a massive abyss. Yet because the mountain gorge was too lofty, it was impossible to see the sight below from above.
But Ye Jingcheng possessed the Star Illusion Spirit Eye, so he naturally saw that there was a vast lake below.
It occupied more than half the mystic realm's space.
The only pity was that the giant lake contained merely ordinary spirit fish, and the spiritual energy on that side of the lake was far inferior to that of the spirit mountains here—indeed, it was even weaker than deep within the dark river. There were likely few spiritual creatures nurtured within the lake as well.
At that moment, the Heavenly Treasure Mouse in Ye Jingcheng's spirit beast pouch also sent him an urgent thought.
And strangely, it was not gazing toward the spirit mountains with their pavilions and palaces, but toward the cave entrance of the dark river.
Prefecture Lord Wang was also surveying the surroundings. At some point, he had taken out a golden bronze bell.
He gave the bronze bell a shake first.
Jingle!
As the bronze bell rang, Ye Jingcheng felt his heart palpitate. Even his soul seemed to stir uneasily,