A burst of rippling silver light appeared within the mist, and a series of beautiful palaces and pavilions emerged, while gorgeous white jade arched bridges suddenly appeared to connect the mountains in the mountain range, giving the area the appearance of an immortal paradise.

 As soon as this strange setting appeared, Fang Pan arrived on the scene before instantly drawing to a halt.

 He looked down at the extremely life-like palaces and pavilions down below, and he harrumphed coldly, "Looks like you haven't just been sitting around, doing nothing for the past half a year. Let me see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

 As soon as his voice trailed off, he swooped down toward the palaces, plunging headfirst into the mist before landing on the summit of one of the mountains.

 He then closed his eyes, only to reopen them a moment later as a hint of bewilderment appeared on his face.

 He discovered that he was suddenly unable to detect Han Li's exact location. Instead, he could only roughly sense that Han Li was somewhere nearby.

 A cold look appeared on his face as his body began to...