The ground beneath their feet was stone and dirt, and the surrounding air was a crimson mist for as far as the eyes could see. Left or right, only those three things could be seen.

Already ten minutes had gone by since Bai Yunfei and his group of four entered the mist. Their travel pace was practically a crawl so that they could slowly take in everything they could. But even after walking hundreds of steps it didn’t seem like anything had changed. If not for the linear motion they were walking in, the group would’ve thought they were walking in circles.

What they could sense however, was the auras of the other groups of soul cultivators walking nearby. It was fuzzy with all...