The small island was covered in a thick fog.
This was no ordinary fog. Neither sight nor Divine Sense could penetrate it.
Everyone could only vaguely make out dense forests and some buildings on the island.
"What is this?"
Everyone was baffled. Was this the entrance to the Immortal Burial?
It wasn't quite what they had imagined.
Bai Fa stepped forward to support Huangfu Jun, helping him back to the group.
"Young Master, the entrance is on that island," Huangfu Jun said in a weak voice, pointing toward it.
Mo Qi focused his gaze. The Energy within the fog was rapidly analyzed and resolved in his sight.
The thick fog that prevented everyone else from sensing the island could not obstruct Mo Qi's vision.
The island wasn't large. On it stood four palaces.
The four palaces were arranged in a circle, with a flat plaza in the center.
In the center of the plaza stood a dilapidated gate, about thirty feet high and ten feet wide.
