The cold glamor of flowers at the bottom of the steps, the dim Dao fire in front of the hall.
No one would have thought that deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains lies such a place, exuding mystery and antiquity.
Ordinary people simply cannot pass through the layers of fog and poisonous miasma, even if they could, without Primordial Spirit Observation, they can only wander in place, absolutely unable to reach this secret realm.
The Yellow Skin Cave, this is the ancestral mystical cultivation land of the Yellow-skinned Spirits, isolated from the world.
Whoosh...
At this moment, the worn-out tripod on the central open ground ignited a raging fire, becoming the most splendid light in the night.
Slender and agile figures came darting out from the grass, surrounding the central open ground, their glowing eyes turning.
At first glance, there were hundreds of Yellow-skinned Rats gathered here.
