The Monkey Leader still hung in mid-air, its eyes closed in recuperation.

It had accepted the medicinal pill from Jun Moxiao but had not yet found the Thousand-year Heavenly Moon Cassia Tree. Therefore, it had not left.

If these two humans could survive and emerge from that place, then this Monkey Leader would continue to fulfill its previous promise and keep searching for the Thousand-year Heavenly Moon Cassia Tree.

It was quietly waiting.

「Meanwhile.」

Just as Jun Moxiao and Lei Qinian were about to reach the edge of the white fog, they sensed the sound of something rapidly breaking the air approaching from behind.

They turned to look, their expressions subtly changing.

"It's people from the three major sects! Have those guys been secretly following us all along?" Lei Qinian exclaimed, his face etched with shock.

Jun Moxiao's face was grim as he nodded. "It's possible." Gazing at the dense white fog ahead, he abruptly pulled Lei Qinian, and the two of them plunged headfirst into it, like moths drawn to a flame.

The disciples from the three sects were numerous and advancing menacingly. Jun Moxiao and Lei Qinian were definitely no match for them; their only option now was to hide within this white fog.

As soon as they plunged into the white fog, Lei Qinian instantly felt a strong aura of death emanating from it. He thought, This fog... something feels off about it...

His body jerked violently, a chilling sensation permeating him.

"Brother Lei, what are you talking about?" Jun Moxiao blinked, not feeling anything out of the ordinary.

"Young Brother, didn't you notice the dense aura of death within this white fog? The moment you make contact, your whole body feels ice-cold..." Lei Qinian said, his face filled with terror.

"I don't feel anything. It's just ordinary fog. I don't have that icy feeling you mentioned..." Jun Moxiao assessed again but found nothing unusual, shrugging helplessly.

Lei Qinian, looking at Jun Moxiao, nodded helplessly. "You really are a strange one..."

"Haha!" Jun Moxiao laughed awkwardly.

After they had flown forward for only a few breaths, Lei Qinian's face turned pale, and his body exuded an indescribable chill.

He thought, So cold! This is bad; the aura of death in here is too heavy. I need to summon the Heavenly Treasures Cover.

At this, Lei Qinian raised his hand, and a golden Heavenly Treasures Cover appeared above his head, casting down strands of golden light.

Protected by this golden light, the corrosive effect of the fog on him immediately diminished greatly.

Lei Qinian sighed, having finally found a solution.

"Brother Lei, I'll scout ahead. You just follow me," Jun Moxiao said.

He truly couldn't sense anything peculiar about the fog, so he volunteered to scout ahead and find a path.

As the two flew aimlessly within the fog, the disciples from the three major powers also plunged headlong into it.

After flying for only a few breaths, they too sensed the eerie, terrifying, and cold aura of death emanating from the white fog.

Each of them was assailed by the fog, feeling a chill as if they had entered an icy tomb.

A red-clothed youth from the XuanYang Sect frowned, looking into the distance and muttering, There's something strange about this place, isn't there?

"Everyone, be careful! Quickly protect yourselves with your First Level XuanYang Sword Qi!" he ordered loudly.

As his words fell, a fine layer of red Sword Qi materialized around every XuanYang Sect Disciple.

This layer of red Sword Qi carried a high temperature, like a burning flame.

The icy sensation brought by the white fog instantly receded.

The cultivation technique of the XuanYang Sect focused on the fire-attribute, so it possessed a certain mystical efficacy against this mist.

The disciples of Zhengyi Jianmen, who regularly cultivated Grand Righteous Qi, surprisingly managed to withstand the invasion of the cold fog by suffusing their bodies with it.

As for the disciples of the Mo Xue Sect, their unique slaughtering cultivation techniques meant they were not significantly affected in this place.

Instead, this chilling aura of death stimulated the bloodthirsty killing intent rooted deep within them.

These Mo Xue Sect disciples brandished their Blood Swords, eager to find opponents to dismember.

The fog was a vast expanse of white, making it difficult to discern directions.

The three forces darted in different directions and quickly lost contact with each other.

「Within Jun Moxiao's mind.」

Ye Yun suddenly opened his eyes, calmly observing the cold fog.

This fog was saturated with an intense aura of death, suggesting this place might be a vast burial ground.

Ye Yun was quite interested and cast his gaze into the distance.

He wanted to know how far this fog extended and also if there were any creatures within its depths that might interest him.

Ye Yun scanned the area. Is that... a Thousand-year Heavenly Moon Cassia Tree?

Deep within the fog, he discovered a vast lake. In the center of the lake was a small island, and upon this island grew a small Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree.

The island itself wasn't large, yet it hosted only this solitary Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed. In an instant, he saw through the true nature of this Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree.

Sure enough, this Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree was over twenty thousand years old.

It now appeared as a very small, ordinary Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree, rooted on this small island.

There was no fog on the small island, nor on the surface of the lake. However, a dense fog still permeated the area surrounding the lake.

Ye Yun smiled inwardly, a look of anticipation on his face. I've finally found the Heavenly Moon Osmanthus Tree...

He discreetly sent out a mental impression, which settled into Jun Moxiao's mind.

This faint mental impression gave Jun Moxiao a subtle inspiration, prompting him to fly rapidly towards the island in the lake's center.

As Ye Yun withdrew his gaze, he was surprised to see many silver, snake-like creatures in the mist. Huh? There are many Undead-type creatures in this fog—Soul Flying Snakes!

These creatures, as if having caught a scent, flew out from the lake water, plunged into the fog, and darted towards the Cultivators within it.

Ye Yun's expression flickered slightly as he once again looked into the depths of the lake. Interesting, this lake...

The lake was exceedingly deep, at least several thousand miles, and within its sunless depths lay a colossal, powerfully built figure covered in black fur.

It was a Demonic Ape.

It was strikingly similar in appearance to the Demonic Ape in the Great Saint Temple at the entrance.

However, the body of this Demonic Ape was already lifeless.

The white fog in the plains was likely the corpse qi emanating from this Demonic Ape.

Ye Yun's eyes glinted as they pierced through the massive Demonic Ape's body, discerning a few clues. So, it hasn't completely perished...

He smiled and withdrew his gaze. This place is certainly quite interesting...

He was now looking forward to seeing what would happen when Jun Moxiao hung up the Jade Tablet.

The silver-white serpents rapidly traversed the fog, heading towards the Cultivators of the three major sects.

Yet, strangely, not a single silver-white serpent launched an attack on Jun Moxiao.

These silver-white serpents moved through the surrounding fog, their pale, snake-like eyes filled with terror as they looked at the youth, who was brimming with vigorous vital energy.

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