Long chapter
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The Vixen Spirits carrying the unconscious Alana were indeed heading straight for the Vixen Clan's forbidden land, the Peach Blossom Immortal Realm.
Marcus, still hidden in his drifting white cloud form, followed them carefully.
For nearly twenty minutes he floated along the winding peach blossom path behind them, maintaining just enough distance to remain unnoticed. Then the path opened onto a breathtaking and unsettling sight.
Ahead of them stretched a vast river of pink liquid flowing through the air itself.
Under the sunlight it shimmered brilliantly, like a crimson current suspended in the sky, rolling and swirling in slow motion. The sight was strangely beautiful, yet the aura surrounding it carried a heavy sense of danger.
This was the infamous Peach Blossom Miasma.
Even Mythic Beasts treated it with caution.
