Almost at the same moment, a cataclysmic event resembling a mountain collapse occurred in the distance. A thousand-meter-high peak had its summit sheared off right before their eyes. "A few of you, tie these people up and take them to the scene to see for yourselves!" the white-robed man ordered. The four of them nodded, immediately stepping forward to subdue several peak-stage figures, binding them to trees before heading together toward the mountainous region.
Deep within a secluded cavern in the dense forest, several cultivators in secluded retreat were quietly regulating their breathing. Suddenly, they snapped their eyes open, their gazes flashing brightly as they looked outward. "Elders, what happened?" a young man asked. "The situation outside looks somewhat unusual. Could it be people from the Tianlan Sect?" "Likely so," they murmured in exchange. "Let them be our pathfinders; we shall quietly observe how the situation unfolds," one elder suggested before closing his eyes to resume cultivation.
Elsewhere, the four young men followed the white-robed man to a massive gorge shrouded in clouds and mist, filled with highly toxic and hallucinogenic miasma. This fog not only induced poisoning and loss of sanity but could also plunge a person into fatal illusions.
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