Luo Xingchu confidently said, "When I was a child, I visited the Turquoise Pool Holy Land with my father.
So, I’m very sure that this is indeed the Turquoise Pool Holy Land.
As for this dense fog, it should be some kind of array formation they set up to prevent outsiders from intruding."
"I see."
Bujie nodded and grinned, saying, "This dense fog doesn’t look too dangerous, let’s just go in directly.
I, Lord Buddha, can’t wait to see what this Turquoise Pool Holy Land looks like."
With that said, Bujie was ready to rush inside.
"Wait!"
Yang Luo pulled him back immediately.
"Brother Yang, what’s the matter?"
Bujie looked confused.
Yang Luo stared at the dense fog for a while and said, "Although this fog seems harmless on the surface, I have a feeling something’s not right.
If we rush in recklessly, we might be in danger."
Paused for a moment.
He continued, "Besides, we’re not here to cause trouble but to help Fifth Senior Sister discover her past.
So, we shouldn’t force our way in; it’s better to announce ourselves first."
Saying this, he looked at the distant fog and loudly said, "Junior Yang Luo is here for a visit!"
His sonorous voice echoed throughout heaven and earth, reaching the distant fog.
But after quite a while, there was no response.
Yang Luo spoke again, "Junior Yang Luo is here for a visit!"
Luo Xingchu also said in a loud voice, "Junior Luo Xingchu is here for a visit!"
But, until the voice faded, there was still no response from the Turquoise Pool Holy Land.
"What’s the situation?"
Bujie looked puzzled, "Why is there no response? Did they not hear us?"
Ning Jianfeng said helplessly, "What should we do now, should we wait here for people from Turquoise Pool Holy Land to come out?
What if they never come out?"
Yang Luo glanced around, confirmed no one was entering or leaving the Turquoise Pool Holy Land, and said, "We better not wait here foolishly; let’s go inside and see.
As long as we are cautious, there shouldn’t be any problem."
Everyone nodded.
Afterward, Yang Luo led everyone toward the dense fog ten miles away.
Soon.
Yang Luo and the group flew into the dense fog.
The fog filled the sky, with ethereal immortal energy, and visibility was only a few meters.
Yang Luo reminded, "Everyone, stay alert and careful!"
"Yes!"
Luo Xingchu and others nodded in unison, maintaining high vigilance, following Yang Luo as they flew forward.
They flew for an incense stick of time.
The scene ahead did not change, with the dense fog still surrounding them.
Zhu Yuan frowned and said, "Brother Yang, we’ve been flying for an incense stick of time, why haven’t we flown out of this fog yet?"
Zhao Hetu also asked suspiciously, "Although we didn’t fly fast earlier, in an incense stick of time, we should have flown out a thousand miles away, right?"
Luo Xingchu exclaimed, "Could we be just circling around here?"
Yang Luo also frowned.
Indeed as Luo Xingchu said, they seemed to be trapped in this great formation, circling around.
However, just then.
"Ah..."
Bujie suddenly yelled.
"Bujie, what’s wrong?"
Yang Luo asked in surprise.
Bujie clutched his head, his eyes bloodshot, and said hoarsely, "I don’t know what’s happening, I feel a nameless fire rising in my chest!
Damn, my magic power inside wouldn’t be uncontrollable again, would it?!"