"This... I truly do not know."
Yang Zhong shook his head and was about to say more when his mind suddenly trembled. Turning to look, he unexpectedly caught a faint scent of rouge around Qiu Yan in the distance.
"Hm?"
Lei Zhen had made the same discovery. His gaze likewise fell on Qiu Yan, his face revealing confusion. Yet separated by a vortex of air currents, they ultimately found it difficult to approach.
"The elder lives inside."
Elsewhere, upon that strange mountain, Qiu Yan was led through the area by two youths. Before long, they arrived before a cave. A faint fragrance drifted from within, and one whiff was enough to fill the heart with longing.
"You wait here. Let us go in and report first." The tall and short youths said this, then both turned and entered the cave, swiftly vanishing from sight.
Qiu An's mind stirred. His consciousness and senses spread over the surroundings, and only after determining that no one was nearby did he speak. "Master, do you know what is going on? Why did you have me knock out those guards and guides just now? Where are we now? Where is this mountain located? Could it be that the great spatial shifting technique moved us directly here?"
Faced with this string of questions, Qiu Yan pondered for a moment before saying, "Even with your senses, you cannot see through the truth of this place?"
Qiu An said, "My senses can only spread out and investigate the general surroundings. I know this is not an illusion, but it also feels out of place somehow, as though there is a barrier between us, and as though we are being rejected."
"That is precisely it." Qiu Yan nodded, then swept his gaze around. "If I am not mistaken,