The Eastern Mausoleum.
Five members of the Blood Incense Path wearing ghost-face masks stopped before the stone statue at the entrance to the Eastern Mausoleum.
Normally, entering the Eastern Mausoleum required a token from the Demon-Suppressing Bureau. This time, however, the five merely stood before the statue and activated the protective power of the Immortals and Gods.
Once the various Immortal-God Apparitions appeared, the statue opened the path into the Eastern Mausoleum.
Soon, the masked group vanished into the mist of the Eastern Mausoleum.
A light breeze swept past, and a figure abruptly appeared before the mausoleum.
"So all it takes is activating the power of an Immortal or God's favor? That makes sense. Within Cangzhou's grand feng shui formation, the Blood Incense Path is the only group that can still contact the Immortals and Gods and wield their power."
Chen Miao reached into his portable space, took out a ghost-face mask, and put it on before walking toward the stone statue.
When Chen Miao sensed a gaze upon him, a fox apparition appeared over his body.
A moment later, the path into the Eastern Mausoleum opened just like that.
Withdrawing the apparition, Chen Miao walked into the mist.
Only a month had passed since his last visit to the Eastern Mausoleum, but this time, he traveled the path alone.
As he made his way up the Eastern Mausoleum, Chen Miao had planned to flee immediately if anyone stopped him for questioning.
The Eastern Mausoleum was so vast that, with his concealment abilities, the Blood Incense Path would struggle to find him.
What Chen Miao had not expected was that no one questioned him at all.
The entrance leading to the top of the Eastern Mausoleum was deserted.
Looking around, Chen Miao could vaguely make out masked figures moving about,