"That valley..."
Aboard the Heavenly Boat, Ao Mo and three others looked towards the light screen depicting Ghost Valley.
It seemed as though they were under some kind of restriction, which prevented them from seeing exactly what was happening inside Ghost Valley.
After Qin Chen and Mon Tianran entered.
Ju Bang also gritted his teeth and swooped in.
Then, the other three peers from the Burning Moon Nether Sect who were with Ju Bang also entered.
Suddenly, five people had entered Ghost Valley, disappearing from sight.
"This place, I fear, is no simple matter."
Fu Wenxiang's beautiful eyes fixated on the stone engraved with the words "Ghost Valley," feeling a trace of an illusory effect upon it.
Her Butterfly Flower Divine Sect specialized in various illusion techniques.
Thus, she was quite familiar with that kind of illusory aura.
Tang Cang, on the other hand, glanced at Ao Mo beside him, with a fleeting smirk crossing his face.
