Atop Mount Xianglu.
Maple leaves danced wildly, everything was so peaceful, so graceful.
This mountain range was long and vast, majestic, shrouded in mist all year round.
Although these mists were white, perhaps due to the fiery maple leaves today, the dense fog had taken on a hint of pink.
Drifting slowly along with the autumn breeze, it wasn't long before the fog enshrouded most of the mountain range, crossing that ten-mile gallery.
Naturally, it also completely enveloped Fang Yang, the Empress, and the Empress Dowager, who were there to enjoy the view.
The Empress Dowager, being of the heavenly fox clan and an absolute demon race, was extremely skilled in the art of seduction and had an innate resistance to aphrodisiac toxins.
Therefore, as soon as the spring poison arrived, she didn't even need to act, her divine powers were automatically triggered, emitting waves of milky white light that fended off the poisonous miasma.
