There doesn’t seem to be anything special here. Long Hao turned around and looked at the mountain behind him.

I saw eight big characters on the mountain wall at a glance. These eight characters seemed to be not recorded in the Wudang Mountain archives.

Long Hao came to the front of the mountain wall, raised his hand and pressed it against the mountain wall with sudden force.

The invisible air wave suddenly spread out, and the entire mountain shook slightly.

After a moment, Long Hao withdrew his hand and frowned.

Just now he used his Qi to shake the mountain, but he did not find any secret rooms or caves on the mountain.

It’s so strange. There is no pit underground, but Mr. Zhang disappeared here.

It's so bizarre.

"Huiran, when did those eight words appear?"

Long Hao suddenly looked at Huiran and asked seriously.

"Ah, I don't know either. This place is too remote and no one usually comes here."

Huiran panicked for a moment, her eyes rolling around, and she spoke hurriedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Hao flashed in front of him.

"I saw that you were Master Zhang's disciple, so I didn't use force on you."

"We're worried about Mr. Zhang's safety when we look for him. If you know anything, you'd better tell us."

"My patience is limited. If you don't tell me, I'll have to resort to unconventional means."

Long Hao, who was a little annoyed, looked into Huiran's eyes and said seriously.

"I really don't know, Director Long. Even if you open my mind, I still don't know."

Huiran avoided his gaze but continued to speak stubbornly.

At this moment, a whirlwind suddenly blew up at the foot of Yunyin Peak.

The entire mountain lit up, and a misty purple fog appeared out of nowhere.

Taoist Master Long Hao and the extraordinary warriors immediately formed a circle, drew their weapons and prepared for battle.