A moment later.
Just as Xu Taiping had seen in the divination, beneath the dim sky, the three of them strode along the road leading to the entrance of Cloudvoid Valley.
On either side of the road.
Enormous Blightbones lay or sat.
All tilted their heads toward the sky, sucking in great mouthfuls of something.
"Hiss... phew..."
Upon reaching the valley entrance, Mo Qingzhu drew a deep breath and slowly exhaled before saying:
"We're finally going in."
Xu Taiping and the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage both turned their gazes toward the boulder engraved with the three characters for "Cloudvoid Valley."
After studying it for a moment, the Heaven-Hunting Great Sage strode forward again and said without looking back:
"Both of you, prepare yourselves. I can sense the Blightbones' auras inside the valley. They are at least dozens of times stronger than those outside."
"So something unexpected is very likely to happen."
Both nodded.
Then Xu Taiping gripped his blade hilt with one hand and clenched the other into a fist. Mo Qingzhu held a talisman in one hand and the Fu Brush in the other.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
In the blink of an eye, the three stepped into Cloudvoid Valley, and a bone-piercing, sinister wind laden with the foul stench of rotting corpses came howling out of the valley.
As the sinister wind struck Xu Taiping, he felt as though sharp daggers were slicing across his flesh and bones.
Beside him, Mo Qingzhu bared his teeth in pain.
Had he not feared disturbing the Blightbones, he might already have activated the talisman in his hand.
"This..."
But as they ventured deeper into the valley and the enormous, hill-like forms of the Blightbones came into view, Mo Qingzhu instantly felt that the pain of the cold wind scraping his bones no