Ambush and Reversal

A month later.

In Hanwu City, the northernmost city of the Wu Kingdom, Ning Fa and the Tianyin Pavilion party appeared in the city, then continued flying north without hesitation.

About a day later, they finally flew completely beyond the Wu Kingdom's border.

They had now entered the buffer zone stretching tens of thousands of miles between the Yunhuang Alliance and the Demonic Path Alliance.

Like the Cloud Wasteland Great Marsh, this vast region was littered with remnants of ancient restrictions. Its terrain was bizarre and varied, with dangers everywhere.

There were especially many Calamity Cultivators along this stretch of the journey.

If one was not a Golden Core Cultivator, traveling directly from the Wu Kingdom to Zhenhai City over such a long distance carried a certain degree of risk.

But for Ning Fa's group, it naturally posed no great problem. The Calamity Cultivators they encountered along the way could only flee at the sight of them.

Another seven days passed before the group arrived at a strange place.

The sky above them was still clear for thousands of miles, the sunlight bright and beautiful.

Yet ahead lay a pitch-black expanse, like the depths of night, forming a boundary as distinct as the Jing and Wei Rivers.

As far as the eye could see, endless black mist rolled onward, like a black sea of fog.

Faintly, mournful shrieks like wailing ghosts and howling wolves drifted from within, making one's blood run cold.

More strangely, the black mist weakened and distorted divine sense.

Even Ning Fa's divine sense could only probe about ten miles ahead at this moment, several times weaker than usual.

At the sight of this, the Foundation Establishment Realm female disciples of Tianyin Pavilion could not help showing traces of fear.

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