Chapter 1753
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The fog appeared inexplicably.
And at a leisurely pace, it began to spread in all directions across the vast mountaintop.
“Be careful! It might be poisonous miasma!”
Qi Zhen Shan shouted loudly.
Warriors from the Qi family, Zhao family, and a part of the Yu family stirred their spiritual energy, watching the thin fog drifting towards them with caution.
As the fog approached, Zhao Tian Qing, after a thorough inspection, let out a sigh of relief and said, “It’s just ordinary fog; it has no toxicity at all!”
Hearing this, everyone finally felt a bit more relaxed.
“Just moments ago, there was no fog, and now it appears suddenly—something must be wrong,” Qi Zhen Shan warned. “Everyone, stay alert. This ancient land within the Xudì territory was discovered by the Lingjian Pavilion earlier and left for us to explore. There are definitely opportunities here, but the dangers are also significant. We must not let our guard down.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Understood!”
With these words, Qi Zhen Shan stepped forward and slapped his palm out.
The thin fog, dispersed by the force of his palm, scattered but soon gathered again.
“Naturally formed?” Qi Zhen Shan raised an eyebrow.
“No need to worry,” Qi Zhen Tian, standing nearby, said with a smile. “This thin fog might affect our vision a bit, but the visibility is still a hundred meters. As long as we don’t separate, we’ll be fine.”
“Alright.”
Thus, members of the Qi, Zhao, and Yu families moved towards the ruins of the ancient palace.
At the same time, within the area covered by the thin fog, a blood-red eye, now the size of a palm, hovered in front of Ye Wu Shuang.
Ye Wu Shuang, concealed within an old wooden house, suppressed his presence and gazed at the blood-red eye.
“Now you truly are a far-seeing eye!” Ye Wu Shuang said with a smile.
These thin wisps of fog, like thousands of tentacles and eyes, could project every scene within the fog-covered area into the blood-red eye.
Ye Wu Shuang, who controlled the blood-red eye, naturally saw everything within the fog’s range.
The figures of Qi Zhen Zhong, Qi Zhen Tian, and others were still relatively clear.
The fog’s range was too wide to be as clear as it was in the previous dense mist, but at least everything was visible.
At this moment, members of the Qi, Zhao, and Yu families, in groups of three or five, wandered and searched through the ancient ruins.
Ye Wu Shuang, watching the images presented by the blood-red eye, a faint smile playing on his lips, murmured, “You are my eyes, and they are also my eyes!”
“Judging by their route, someone must have scouted this place in advance. That’s why they can come straight here,” Ye Wu Shuang continued, chuckling. “If there’s danger, they’ll check first. And if there’s truly some peerless treasure, I’ll find an opportunity to seize it. That’s the best plan!”
The three groups of people searched the vast ancient ruins, soon spreading out but still within a few miles of each other.
Ye Wu Shuang, hidden in the shadows, carefully observed every team from the three major families.
Soon, a group of four caught Ye Wu Shuang’s attention.
…
Within the ancient ruins.
Four warriors from the Zhao family approached a collapsed palace building.
A middle-aged man, looking at the desolate surroundings, turned to the leading blue-robed man and said, “Third Young Master, this place is barren. Are we being deceived by the Lingjian Pavilion?”
The blue-robed man, named Zhao Tian He, was the third brother of Zhao Tian Qing, the head of the Zhao family. He was already at the peak of the Wàngwǒ realm, just one step away from entering the Zhāixīng state.
Zhao Tian He chuckled and said, “Zhao Quan, why are you in such a hurry?”
