"Boom...!"
No sooner had Xu Taiping finished speaking than a mass of thick, foul-smelling gray mist enveloped them all.
In an instant, Xu Taiping felt as though a huge hand were dragging him along at tremendous speed.
"Boom!"
But soon, after another Qi Explosion rang out, Xu Taiping felt his body abruptly sink, and his feet slammed heavily onto the ground.
His vision was no longer pitch-black, either.
Through the thin layer of gray mist still wrapped around him, he could vaguely make out his surroundings.
The first thing that met Xu Taiping's eyes was a boundless river of blood.
Amid the churning waves of that river, he could vaguely see bones piled high, looking from afar like clusters of withered, skeletal branches fallen into the blood, allowing wave after wave to wash over them.
After only a brief moment of bewilderment, Xu Taiping took a deep breath and said, his eyes alight with excitement:
"White Bone Shoals!"
At that moment, Ping'an also spoke in great excitement:
"Eldest Brother, look ahead. Doesn't that look like Lion Bridge?"
Xu Taiping looked in the direction Ping'an pointed and saw an enormous arched bridge spanning the river of blood. At its entrance stood two stone lions of somewhat bizarre design.
Old Daoist Huang stepped forward, the corners of his mouth lifting:
"Lion Bridge, White Bone Shoals! Xu Taiping, your deduction was right. Those two really did send us deep into the forbidden grounds of Wangjin Ferry."
Under normal circumstances, they would have needed several months to slowly make their way from the outskirts into the depths of the forbidden grounds.
But now, they were already there.
Ping'an said in astonishment:
"Deep inside the forbidden grounds? How did we end up deep inside the forbidden grounds? Doesn't that mean it's very dangerous?!"
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