The dark clouds in the far northern sky looked as though they had been stained with ink, rolling layer upon layer amidst the wind and snow. Flames three inches high rose around Xiaobai; though the crimson light could not dispel the biting cold of the sky, it formed a warm barrier around everyone, shielding them from the piercing northern gale. Hu Yuan took out the Profound Frost Heart Crystal from the Sun Bead Lesser World and held it in his palm. The faint glimmer of Sui Han's consciousness within the crystal flickered uncertainly, as if guiding the way—that faint light suddenly leaped toward the southeast, pointing directly at the miasma-filled region below.
The moment they stepped into the miasma zone, everyone felt as though the ground beneath their feet was not solid soil, but covered in layers of writhing black moss. With every step they took, hair-thin insects could be vaguely seen slithering about. From the distance came the sounds of buzzing insects; at first, they resembled the weeping of children, but upon closer listening, they carried an eerie, sinister undertone that made one's scalp tingle and hair stand on end.
"This is the outer perimeter of the Thousand Gu Grotto," Hu Yuan said, gazing intently at the intensifying miasma ahead, speaking in a deep voice to Xuanyuan Liting, Cháng Mínghào, and the others beside him. "Senior Su Wuxia's Jade Slip records that the Soul-Returning Grass grows at the very center of the Gu King Palace in the deepest part of the Thou…
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