Huanglong Zhenren accepted Zhenyuan the Great's decree and transformed into a streak of yellow wind, heading straight for the foot of Mount Longevity.
Huanglong Zhenren had originally been a dragon of the ancient Dragon Clan. Though the Dragon-Han Calamity had damaged his origin, he still retained the dragon race's power to summon wind and rain.
He knew that the scripture-seeking party had only just escaped danger and would surely be letting down their guard. It was the perfect time to make arrangements in secret.
Halfway there, Huanglong Zhenren formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation. Yellow mist suddenly rose throughout Mount Longevity. It had appeared strangely; not only did it obscure vision, it also faintly disrupted the Five Elements.
Hidden within the mist was a secret Dragon Clan art. Any ordinary immortal who entered it would find their magic power sluggish and their divine sense muddled.
As Tang Sanzang and his disciples traveled onward, they suddenly saw yellow mist filling the road ahead and unconsciously halted.
Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils gleamed. Focusing his gaze, he saw dragon shapes swimming faintly through the mist and immediately shouted, "Careful! This mist is strange. There must be something suspicious about it."
Carrying his rake over his shoulder, Zhu Bajie muttered, "We just got rid of that Daoxing Tianzun selling rice and flour, and now another one's come to play with mist. Why does the Teaching of Elucidation produce nothing but cowards who hide their heads and show their tails?"
Sha Wujing remained calm as he held the Demon-Subduing Staff horizontally before him, shielding Tang Sanzang.
Gao Cuilan frowned slightly and said softly, "The water spiritual energy in this mist is unusually active, but it carries an air of decay. It seems to be a method of the ancient