The stolen goods he had hidden in the valley were confiscated; all his savings over the years were gone. If by chance he could escape, then retreating into the deep mountains would be his only choice.
It was also the only choice for these desperate fugitives.
Fortunately, having a direction gave him a starting point for Mo Hua to search.
After several days of fruitless searching, Mo Hua finally found a place that was six to seven points similar to the Map.
This was the boundary between Inner Mountain and the deep mountains.
The mountain formations on both sides vaguely faced each other, supporting one another in their rises and falls.
And even though it was located in Inner Mountain, the fog was thicker, faintly carrying the essence of the deep mountains, conveyed through the mist.
Mo Hua’s spirits lifted as he looked at the Map, walking and checking it simultaneously.
As he walked, Mo Hua could no longer continue.
Spread out before Mo Hua was a vast cliff.
The cliff was wide, its edges unknown.
Below the cliff was a deep, bottomless abyss shrouded in mist, daunting to anyone who looked upon it.
Mo Hua felt disappointed.
After searching for many days, this was the most similar place to the Map, and yet it turned out to be a dead end.
To give up just like that was something Mo Hua couldn’t quite accept.
He surveyed the surroundings again, thinking to himself:
“Black Mountain’s fog can conceal the abyss… This ‘abyss’ could refer to the Sin Cultivators as vile as a deep abyss or the literal chasm…”
In that case, could they be hiding within the abyss below the cliff?
Mohua’s eyes shone slightly.
It seemed not entirely impossible.
“So, what to do? Just jump down?”
Mo Hua lay on the edge of the cliff and peered down, immediately feeling the goosebumps.
The cliff was too deep; a fall would likely result in certain death.
“Perhaps the cliff isn’t deep, just obscured by the thick fog?”
Mo Hua guessed again.
He found a large rock nearby and, with great effort, dragged it to the edge of the cliff and dropped it over.
The falling rock plunged into the mist below with a “crunch”, seemingly hitting a boulder, then rolled down the cliffside before its echoes disappeared completely.
“It truly is unfathomably deep…”
Mo Hua then released his Divine Sense to scan the area.
In the pale vision of Divine Sense, a myriad of essences in the world came to life.
There was the faintly distinguishable Spiritual Energy, the turbid yellow miasma, the pale white fog, and other hazy outlines of mountains, stones, and trees.
But still, there was no path to be found.
Mo Hua sighed, perhaps it was not this place.
Afterward, Mo Hua searched for several more days with no reward, and the matter had to be temporarily put aside.
The Monster Hunters entering the mountains would be vigilant; with more people, there was more strength, and they might have some clues.
Mo Hua had another important task to attend to.
He had finished drawing the Nine-and-a-half Reversed Spirit Formation and could now seek Mr. Zhuang to learn the Concealment Formation.
Once he learned the Concealment Formation, even if his Spiritual Root had some flaws, he would be able to use the Concealment Technique.