Seeing the situation grow ever stranger, far beyond his understanding, Xiao Hua wanted to fly out from among these outlines. But Sun Cheng and Sun Hao, following close behind him, had already steadily pursued him in a pincer formation, leaving Xiao Hua no way to escape. Of course, seeing how unhurried the two were made Xiao Hua even more tense; he knew he might have flown into a dead end. Thus, after finding himself unable to escape this bizarre place, he tried flying toward the nearest outline of a mountain range. What made Xiao Hua's heart tremble with fear was that before his divine sense could even touch that mountain outline, sensations of terror, majesty, and dread poured through his divine sense, forcing him to withdraw it. If even his divine sense reacted so, how could Xiao Hua dare approach it? He could only fly onward.
Naturally, as he flew ahead, Xiao Hua also tried flying upward and downward. Yet no matter how he tried, those mountain ranges stood there as though eternal—immeasurably towering, incomparably awe-inspiring, forever beyond Xiao Hua's reach.
"It seems... I can only press onward!" Xiao Hua's eyes darted as he gritted his teeth and thought to himself. "If it truly comes to it, I'll drag those two into this dangerous place with me. Perhaps this Xiao can escape calamity by relying on luck. Hmph, and if I have no such luck, then we can all perish together..."
No sooner had he thought this than the sound of Golden Spears and Iron Horses came from afar. At the same time, a voice familiar to Xiao Hua rang beside his ears. "Who goes there? Halt at once! This is Black Ruins Mountain, a forbidden ground of the Immortal Palace. Ordinary people must not approach! Otherwise, there will be