"Be careful too, or I'll go back!" Jian Ning's voice grew fainter and fainter, indicating that she was descending at an extremely fast speed.

This made Xiao Wuyu very worried. The situation below was unknown, and he didn't know where Jian Ning got the courage to jump down like that.

But he couldn't go down with them. He hadn't realized it before, but now, looking at his crippled legs, he sighed to the heavens.

This feeling of helplessness was truly unbearable for him.

Standing on this cliff edge, every minute of waiting is double the torment.

Jian Ning's descent speed did not slow down at all. When she estimated that she was almost at the bottom of the cliff, she summoned the Ruoshui Sword and stepped on it.

She now clearly noticed that the deeper she went, the greater the effect of the dense fog on her, and her spiritual sense was now limited to a distance of only about one meter in this area.

Beyond that distance, nothing could be detected. Moreover, as midnight approached, the fog here grew thicker and thicker, almost as if it were about to condense into water droplets.

The humidity in the air was extremely high, and the temperature did not continue to drop. Manipulating the Ruoshui Sword to stay in the low air, I carried Huang Fugui out of the space.

"Master, where is this? There's poison in the fog!" Huang Fugui exclaimed as soon as he came out.

"You eat this,"

Jian Ning handed it a barrier-avoidance pill, which Huang Fugui swallowed in one gulp without even looking at it. It then looked around and pointed to the left with its paw.

"Master, go that way. I sense something over there, like some kind of treasure."

"We're not here to search for treasure; I'm looking for a way out of this place. Could you point me in the direction where this fog is coming from?"

At this point, Jian Ning could only rely on Huang Fugui's innate intuition. She had absolutely no sense of direction here.

"The origin of the fog... that's a bit tricky. Master, could you circle around this area and let me take a look?" Huang Fugui didn't have the ability to fly.

It could only obediently lie in Jian Ning's arms, waiting for her to carry it around for a while before returning to the spot where it had been.

"Over there, the fog is noticeably thicker than here. Not only are there treasures, but there's also a very strong, chilling aura that's particularly unpleasant."

This time, Huang Fugui pointed to the direction she had just left, indicating that there was not only treasure there, but also something else unknown.

Without any hesitation, Jian Ning picked up Huang Fugui and flew quickly in the direction it indicated.

Not long after she flew forward, she felt the fog increasing resistance the further she went, until it almost condensed into a wall, desperately slowing her progress.

This was rather strange. Jian Ning frowned and retreated two meters on her sword.

Sure enough, the mist in front of her seemed to come to life and quickly moved towards her.

They wanted to stop her from going, but that didn't stop Jian Ning.

She then retreated about five meters on her sword. The mist seemed to think she had backed down and didn't press forward. But unexpectedly, Jian Ning used this retreat as a feint, a deceptive attack.

Once they had retreated a sufficient distance, the Ruoshui Sword beneath their feet suddenly accelerated, circling the side of the wall formed by condensed mist, and flew past in a flash.

Suddenly plunging into the thick fog, my breathing became much heavier.

The mist behind her suddenly condensed into the shape of a giant hand, which reached down directly at Jian Ning.

The more they don't want Jian Ning to go, the more it proves there must be a problem ahead.

Relying on her agility, Jian Ning flew forward swiftly along the Ruoshui Sword, tracing a serpentine path. She didn't even look at where she was going, since she had activated her spiritual energy shield and should be fine even if she encountered danger.

The giant hand formed from the mist grabbed at Jian Ning more than ten times in a row, but failed. It was so angry that the mist churned and changed shape constantly. If it could talk, it would probably curse loudly.

"It's less than ten meters ahead, Master, please be careful."

Huang Fugui spoke loudly in Jian Ning's arms, its eyes now covered with a faint golden light.

Under its gaze, the thick fog could actually penetrate, allowing it to see what lay ahead.

The ten-meter distance passed in the blink of an eye. Jian Ning suddenly felt a lightness all around her, as if her body had been freed from the tight fog. The scene before her made her pause in surprise.

This area was actually on the other side of the cliff, in a swamp where water was bubbling and gurgling.

An altar suddenly appeared, which looked very ancient and was covered with many runes that emitted a black light.

Now there's a fairly large crack in the altar. Thick black mist keeps splitting out from it and merging into the fog closest to it.

As Jian Ning moved closer, she could hear a series of mournful roars and cries from various unknown creatures emanating from the crack.

Suddenly, his head throbbed with pain, and he lost his footing, almost falling off the Ruoshui Sword.

"Be careful, Master, there's something strange about this altar." Huang Fugui suddenly let out a howl, which actually had a faint effect of awakening the spirit.

Jian Ning snapped to her senses and managed to steady herself a little on the Ruoshui Sword.

"What is this? It looks like demonic energy."

Because Jian Ning was so close, she could smell a strange, indescribable odor, which must have been emanating from the black mist leaking out from here.

"It's demonic energy, Master. Let's leave quickly. You can't handle this place right now. If we stay here too long, we might lose our minds."

Huang Fugui's inherited memories include information about demonic energy, so he understands its power and seriousness.

"We can't go back. This place might be the key to passing the level. Huang Fugui, you go back to the space and stay there first."

"Don't worry, I'm just undergoing a trial here. They won't kill me. If I fail, I'll still be thrown out of the Linglong Pavilion; my life won't be in danger."

After hearing Jian Ning's words, Huang Fugui no longer hesitated and immediately got up and returned to the jade pendant space.

The demonic energy here has a significant effect on it. In just a short while, it became drowsy, its eyelids drooping.

The reason Jian Ning sent Huang Fugui back was because she was worried that the spirit beast wouldn't revive along with its master during the trial, which would be a huge loss for her.

He summoned the purple-gold dragon scale armor within his body, completely covering himself from head to toe, sealing off his six senses, switching his breathing to internal circulation, and then taking an antidote pill beforehand.

Fully armed, I took out a recording stone and documented the eerie scene, including the strange runes on the altar.

Xiao Wuyu was learned and skilled in formations. He recorded the situation here so that if they went back or tried to challenge the level again, they could study it together and see if the crack could be repaired.