In Fu City and Moon City, black fog blotted out the sky.
Jiang Du's words left both Lian Yan and Xinxin standing frozen in shock.
"No... you're lying."
Xinxin shook her head instinctively.
"I can believe you when you say there are no old or young people in the Eye Realm, but people have been sick, seriously sick!" Xinxin stared hard into Jiang Du's eyes, trying to find some flaw in his expression.
Jiang Du shook his head slightly.
"I haven't deceived you. What I've learned goes far beyond what you imagine. People do get sick, but the cause is completely different. Our illnesses don't come from our bodies, but from Ghost Stories."
At this, he chuckled. "Still, I won't force either of you to give up your lives. Contact Zhong Xueran and the others, and head to the Snow Mountain northwest of Fu City."
Jiang Du repeated what he had told Zhong Xueran and the others.
"This world was indeed created by the Red Pupil God and White Pupil God, but during the years they've been gone, others of their kind have also been born, and have grown to an astonishing extent."
Jiang Du looked at Lian Yan and revealed quite a few startling things. "For example, the stone Guanyin Statue that nurtured a soul, the giant hand of Sick Village hidden in the clouds and mist, and the most astonishing one of all... the Silent Giant Ghost that stands forever atop the Snow Mountain."
"Yi Lianhai and I once threw a complete Spirit Pupil into its mouth. It swallowed it. There is no longer any possibility of its position being compatible with the Red Pupil God's. Go there. Find it." Jiang Du turned away. "I'll notify all the Players to head to the Snow Mountain. Fu City and