Walking through the twisting and narrow passage, Zha Muxi's vision gradually cleared to reveal a mountain that was both towering and graceful. Although the mountain did not pierce the clouds, its imposing aura was enough to inspire awe. Having walked for a long time, she had expected to feel exhausted by the heat, but unexpectedly, waves of fresh and cool breezes drifted from all directions, as if a gentle soothing touch from nature. Accompanied by this coolness, Zha Muxi's pace felt much lighter.
Wuyu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with awe and anticipation for what was about to happen. He turned his head once more toward the presence known as "Lord Evil God," his expression both respectful and solemn.
"Lord Evil God," he spoke softly, his voice carrying an unquestionable solemnity, "please follow me."
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