Chen Yang pondered in his heart. Just now, he clearly sensed a very familiar breath flashing in the depths of the fog.
Although the breath was extremely weak and even felt like it would dissipate at any moment, it could not escape his perception.
That is...
"Could it be..." Chen Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was filled with shock.
He was definitely familiar with that aura, and everything that happened in this mountain range must be related to him...
"No! I must go in and take a look!"
Chen Yang took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
He grabbed Li Qingge who was about to ask questions and said in a deep voice.
"Stay here and wait for me. Don't go anywhere!"
"Are you crazy? This fog..." Li Qingge was shocked and wanted to stop him.
"Believe me!"
Chen Yang did not explain too much, but just looked at her deeply, drew out the Seven Deadly Swords, injected spiritual energy into it and let it protect him, then turned around resolutely and plunged into the fog.
He was not worried that Li Qingge would encounter any accidents.
It was obvious that there were no living creatures in the entire corridor just now.
As long as she doesn't try to cause trouble by touching the bewitching fog, there will be no problem.
And even if other creatures really appear, the Seven Absolute Swords can block them for a moment, and Chen Yang will sense them and rush back.
"Hey! You..."
Li Qingge stretched out his hand to grab him, but missed and could only watch his figure disappear in the fog.
"Damn it! What the hell is this guy doing!" Li Qingge stomped his feet in anger, but he was helpless and could only wait anxiously.
…
In the fog, Chen Yang was extremely careful with every step he took, spreading his spiritual sense to the extreme, carefully sensing everything around him.
Chen Yang slowed down his pace, and every step felt like stepping on cotton, making him look extremely light.
The fog rolled and surged around him like thick ink, blocking his vision and hindering his perception.
He could only vaguely see a few steps ahead, and nothing could be seen further away.
He exerted his spiritual power to the extreme, forming a thin protective aura around his body.
Although this layer of energy cannot completely isolate him from the erosion of the bewitching fog, it can allow him to detect any abnormal energy fluctuations in the first place.
"This bewitching fog is truly bizarre. My spiritual awareness has been suppressed to this degree."
Chen Yang was secretly alert and did not dare to be careless at all.
He knew that this bewitching fog was only the tip of the iceberg of the strangeness of this mountain range. Beneath this thick fog, there were many more unknown dangers hidden.
He groped forward cautiously, carefully observing the surrounding environment with every step, for fear of missing any clues.
"here we go again."
Suddenly, Chen Yang's heart moved, and he felt the faint fluctuation of spiritual energy again.
"In the East."
Chen Yang exerted force on his feet and immediately followed the spiritual energy fluctuation without any hesitation.
As he went deeper, the spiritual energy fluctuations became stronger and stronger. Chen Yang had a vague premonition that he seemed to be getting closer to the truth.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog in front of me finally began to dissipate.
Chen Yang's eyes lit up and he found himself in an empty valley.
The valley is surrounded by towering mountains, the peaks of which are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
In the center of the valley is a crystal clear lake. The water is as green as jade, and under the sunlight, the ripples sparkle, which is a breathtaking beauty.
In the middle of the lake, there is a small island floating.
The island is shaded by green trees, with birds singing and flowers blooming, just like a paradise.
"The scenery here is quite nice. That guy really knows how to enjoy himself."
It was not until he saw all this that Chen Yang confirmed what he was thinking and smiled.
Just then, he suddenly heard a clear and pleasant singing.
The singing is so melodious and beautiful, like the sound of nature, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.
Chen Yang's heart moved and he walked in the direction where the singing came from.
After passing through a dense forest, he finally came to the source of the singing.
I saw a woman in white sitting on a blue stone by the lake.
The woman had her back to him, her long, shiny black hair cascading down like a waterfall, obscuring her face.
She was dressed in white, with a graceful figure and exquisite curves, like a fairy in a painting.
"Long time no see, Xue'er."
"No wonder the formations I encountered along the way all felt familiar."
"Sure enough, this is all your work."
The singing stopped abruptly, as if it was gently strangled by an invisible hand.
Chen Yang did not urge him, but just waited quietly.
After a moment, the woman in white slowly turned around, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.
Her beauty is different from Li Qingge's cuteness, nor is it as noble and elegant as Jiang Yunlan's.
It is a kind of coldness that keeps people away from it, just like the snow lotus blooming on the snowy mountains, aloof and holy.
Seeing this face, Chen Yang's lips curled up into a faint smile.
"After a thousand years of not seeing you, Xue Qing, you seem to be even more beautiful."
The woman in white was none other than Xue Qing, the master of formations and deductions who had become famous throughout the world together with Chen Yang a thousand years ago.
However, everyone knows that Chen Yang dispersed his original spiritual roots to resist the invasion of evil demons, but no one knows that Xue Qing also disappeared at the same time.
"After not seeing you for a thousand years, you seem to be more humane than before."
"It's much better than being as cold as a stone."
Xue Qing glanced at Chen Yang indifferently, her tone cold and without any emotion.
"A hundred years is enough to change many things."
"But you are still the same as you were then, still like a block of ice."
Chen Yang smiled softly and looked quietly at Xue Qing in front of him.
"So, the so-called Immortal Blood Pool here is really your work?"
"Heh, you still like to play dumb like before."
Hearing this, Xue Qing chuckled. At that moment, it was like a green lotus blooming on a snowy mountain, so stunningly beautiful!
There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, yet it still carried a coldness that kept people at a distance.
"If I hadn't set up this earth-shattering formation, would you still be standing here talking to me?"
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly as if he had thought of something: "You originally..."
"That's right." Xue Qing interrupted him before he could finish.
"Back then, you chose to disperse your spiritual roots for the sake of the people of the world. Although I don't agree with your actions, I also understand your character."
She paused, her tone showing a rare fluctuation: "You are always like this, carrying everything on your shoulders. Have you ever thought about me?"
Chen Yang was silent. He knew Xue Qing was right.
When he decided to disperse his spiritual roots a hundred years ago, he was already prepared to die. How could he consider anything else?
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