"As the Ecstasy Fog covers the lake, humans cannot enter, but the silver fishes can freely swim through it. This is obviously a dream master's Ecstasy Fog!"
As Old Yu and his granddaughter were deep in their thoughts, Fang Yuan sat on the Iron-tailed Black Eagle's back, full of anticipation.
With the treasure map, water map and the spiritual king fish's memories, there was no way he could not find it.
As the Iron-tailed Black Eagle flapped its wings, a large Ecstasy Fog appeared in front of Fang Yuan.
This was the Ecstasy Fog which the 'master' had placed once a year during the Drunken Moon Festival.
It was totally calm like a wall, which was rather weird for a fog.
"Chirp! Chirp!"
The Iron-tailed Black Eagle did not care one bit and dived straight into the fog.
"Sleep! Sleep!"
As he entered the Ecstasy Fog, Fang Yuan's consciousness began to waver. His eyelids became heavy, like a thousand tons of additional weight.
