As far as the eye could see, all of the lush vegetation was gone, replaced by a strange grey scene.
The mountain peaks on either side of him were filled with white stones, all of which were oval and smooth. The larger ones were the size of a head, while the smaller ones were only about the size of a fist.
When he looked into the distance, he saw a vast expanse of grey mist. It was indistinct, making it impossible for him to clearly see what was happening within the mist.
However, the grey mist was restricted to a radius of 1,000 feet in the center, and the two sides were filled with blood-red light that swept toward the center like a tidal wave. However, when it reached the mist, it was as if it had touched a dike and was unable to move an inch.
Lu Weiying exhaled and slowly asked, "This is the passageway that Fellow Daoist spoke of?"
