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"": "Luo Bin and Zhang Yunxi had been hurrying onward for quite some time.
Suddenly, Zhang Yunxi stopped and glanced back.
"What is it, Mr. Yunxi?" Luo Bin asked, turning around as well.
That single glance sent Luo Bin's heart pounding.
They were now a little way above the foot of the mountain.
Although trees grew thickly around them, their view had opened up. If they climbed any higher and entered the clouds, they would see nothing when they looked back except endless white mist.
It was precisely because they were in such a favorable position.
Luo Bin saw raging flames rising from Low Mountain, in the direction of the "Heavenly Gate"!
"The Outer Field is on fire?"
Luo Bin's heartbeat quickened in waves.
He had set fires more than once himself.
Would a perfectly sound Taoist Grounds simply catch fire for no reason?
Qin Ju had come after them.
Had someone started a fire?
Who?
Zhang Yunxi said nothing. After watching for about half a minute, he said gravely, "Let's keep going."
Luo Bin likewise made no further comment.
The two continued up the mountain along the route marked on the map.
There had been a path all along.
But once they entered the mist, countless forks appeared. The slightest lapse in attention could send them the wrong way. Without a map, they would have had no idea which direction to take once they reached this point.
Banks of mist drifted with the wind.
The stronger sunlight should have dispersed the mist, yet it only grew thicker, accompanied by waves of stifling heat.
The journey had been perfectly safe, without a single mishap or any danger at all.
Luo Bin felt that this safety was abnormal, almost an illusion.
"Mr. Yunxi, don't you think something