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Su Yu ran in the woods for two full hours.

The sky is getting dark, and a line of fish belly white appears in the east.

The fog in the dense forest is getting thicker and thicker, and no one can be seen clearly from three steps away. There is a putrid smell mixed in the fog.

He stopped.

It's not that he can't run - his physical strength after being strengthened by a hundred points of time marks is far beyond that of ordinary people - but that the road ahead has changed.

There was supposed to be a secret passage.

He remembered clearly that he and his father walked this road three years ago.

The entrance to the secret passage is behind a pile of rocks. There is an old locust tree with a crooked neck growing at the entrance.

His father used a hatchet to chop off the thorns under the tree, revealing a cave entrance half a man's height. Cool wind blew out of the cave and led directly to Heishui City on the other side of the mountain.

But now the old locust tree is still there and the pile of rocks is still there, but the entrance to the cave is gone.

Instead, there was a stone wall covered with dark red poisonous ivy.

Su Yu used a dagger to push aside the vines. There were vague traces of artificial excavation on the stone wall - but they were not completely like those left by iron tools, more like they were dug out by some kind of sharp claws.

His heart skipped a beat.

What his father said suddenly came to mind: "This road was not meant for people to walk on."

If it wasn't people walking, it was something else.

The footsteps in the dense forest were getting closer and closer, and seven or eight people were searching with their spiritual senses.

There is a stone wall in front of you, and there are pursuers behind you.

His father also said: “If the secret passage is blocked, run to Guiwei Cliff.

Not even the monks dared to enter that place casually.

But they dare not enter, and you may not be able to come out alive.

This can only be your last resort."

Ghost Crying Cliff—he had heard about that place from hunters in the mountains since he was a child.

It is the deepest forbidden area in Black Wind Ridge, where the wind howls like ghosts crying and wolves howling all year round, hence the name.

Hunters have passed down a saying from generation to generation: It is better to climb three mountains than to go to Guiwei Cliff, and it is better to sleep in a pile of dead people than to spend the night at Guiwei Cliff.

Because people who enter Guiwei Cliff will most likely not be able to get out.

Those who can come out are all crazy, and they can only repeat in their mouths - "It's down there, it's still down there."

No one knows what "it" is, but all hunters believe in this evil.

The monks of Qingyun Sect naturally also know about Guiweiya.

But they didn't go into Ghost Weeping Cliff, not because of the legend of Orion, but because a hundred years ago, a foundation-building monk led a team to explore, and none of the twelve people in the group survived.

The sect has classified this place as a forbidden area, and ordinary disciples are not allowed to approach it.

The outer disciples who came to search the mountain only wandered around the outside of Guiwei Cliff and did not dare to go deep.

This is his chance.

Su Yu squatted down against the stone wall to hide himself in the thick fog, closed his eyes and recalled for a moment, then stood up and walked towards Guiwai Cliff.

He walked very slowly, stepping on stones with every step without leaving any footprints. The mist became a cover, and the rotten smell covered up the smell of blood.

The voices of the Sou-Shan disciples behind him were getting closer and closer, but he was never found. The moment he stepped into the range of Guiwei Cliff, his breath was completely integrated into this forbidden land filled with gloomy energy.

The mist gets thicker as you go deeper, so thick that it sticks to your skin like a viscous liquid.

Bizarre stone pillars, twisted dead trees, and broken monuments half buried in the soil can be vaguely seen in the mist.

The remaining stele contains a vague ancient seal that is mostly covered by dark red vines - "... when... the town... this..."

Su Yu didn't look much and continued to move forward.

Suddenly stopped——

Ten steps ahead, in the mist, stood a figure.

With her back to him, she has a slender figure, long hair hanging down her waist, and a moon-white outer disciple robe. On her back is a long sword that is three inches longer than an ordinary sword.

It's the woman riding the monster.

"You are indeed here."

The woman turned around.

The moonlight shines on her face through the mist, making her cold face look a little hazy.

His face was paler than a few days ago, and there was a faint trace of blood on his lips - the wound left by the backlash of the blood contract had not been healed yet.

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