"": 200,
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"": "About the time it took to drink a cup of tea earlier.
On the eastern side of Immortal Ascension Mountain, far above the mountainside and close to the summit.
Qing Ze'en was still leading the way, with Luo Xianshen and the others following him.
A rumbling crash reached their ears.
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Luo Xianshen turned his head and looked down in one direction.
The mountain was too high and the forest too dense. Too much obstructed his view.
He could barely make out the mountainside, where a flash of white light appeared.
Not only that, he also saw mist.
The mist was extremely strange. A thick Ghost Mist was enveloped by an odd mass of miasma.
That was the Immortal Ascension Taoist Grounds!
"Daoist Luo, we're almost at the Thunder-Peace Taoist Abbey. Once we're within its grounds, we'll be safe. Let's push on."
Qing Ze'en spoke rapidly, raising a hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"Mr. Qing, lead us there now. We need to go to the Immortal Ascension Taoist Grounds first," Luo Xianshen said decisively.
"No!" Qing Ze'en shook his head firmly and immediately repeated what he had said earlier. "The Plague Ghost has occupied the Immortal Ascension Taoist Grounds."
"Si Yan entered the Immortal Ascension Taoist Grounds. Mr. Luo and the others went there too."
"Something went wrong with your guides. Or perhaps they never met your people. Mr. Luo is the Primordial Calculation Grounds Master, and Mr. Qin is the Venue Master of the Heavenly Mechanism Taoist Grounds. The feng shui here probably can't affect them."
Luo Xianshen was utterly resolute.
Among the people on the mountain now, who besides Si Yan could still wield heavenly thunder?
As for the miasma, it had clearly come from Luo