Eleven o'clock at night.
Finally arrived in the undeveloped area of Qi Mountain.
From here, Ling Xiaoxuan will lead the way.
Entering this steep area, the dangers that are about to be faced are beyond imagination.
Cliffs and rugged roads, one could easily fall into the natural pits hidden by vegetation.
A moment ago, a bodyguard from the Ling Family nearly fell into a large funnel-shaped pit naturally formed on the ground.
A stone was tossed in, but there was no echo for a long time, showing how shockingly deep it was.
In order to prevent Ling Xiaoxuan from any mishap, Qin Ruan walked hand in hand with her at the front.
Puppets following closely behind them were becoming increasingly conspicuous.
The wind blew gently, bringing a foul smell into the nostrils.
They were getting closer.
Qin Ruan knew the evil spirits lurking in the dark were waiting for just the right moment to ensnare everyone in one fell swoop.
