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Chapter 518

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Everyone found themselves on top of a hill. They were surrounded by mountains and rivers.

This world was very strange. It was as if it had been separated from their feet. Half of it was extremely dark, while the other half was abnormally bright.

It was as if one side was day, and the other side was night!

There was no sun or moon here. The white light of 'day' was emitted by the Aoran Qi, while the night was shrouded by countless black miasma. Although the miasma was dense, some of the light still pierced through, allowing those who entered to see clearly.

"What kind of world is this? It's so strange!" A great scholar exclaimed.

"My magic power? I don't have any magic power? "Chen Ping exclaimed.

As soon as Chen Ping shouted, the great scholars cast their spells in surprise. However, all of their spells disappeared.

"Senior Brother, how can this be?" Chen Ping looked at Liu Zilu in shock.

"It's not that the spells disappeared. This world is suppressing our magic power. It's not like we haven't experienced a small world like this before. Have you forgotten?" Liu Zilu said.

"Ah? I remember now! I understand now. This is the area of the Hundred Saints Righteousness Altar. It must have been created by the ascended immortals! " Great Scholar Wang Long said.

"That's right!" Liu Zilu nodded affirmatively.

Yan Chuan didn't pay attention to the analysis of these Great Scholars. Instead, he started to investigate the surrounding underbrush. Soon, he found some broken grass.

He took a deep breath and said, "Miss Meng, come with me!"

After that, Yan Chuan walked in the direction of the broken grass.

Meng Rongrong looked at Yan Chuan with a complicated expression. Although her eyes were still stubborn, she still followed Yan Chuan.

The great scholars of No. 60 had been paying attention to the two of them.

As the two of them walked in the direction of the miasma, the great scholars of No. 60 stopped their discussion.

"Senior Brother, where do we go now?" Wang Long frowned.

"I'll take half of the people to the Aoran Qi Domain. Wang Long, take the other half and follow Yan Chuan into the miasma domain!" Liu Zilu said.

"Yes!"

Meng Rongrong soon caught up with Yan Chuan.

"Why did you go this way?" Meng Rongrong asked curiously.

Ever since he saw Meng Rongrong's naked body, Meng Rongrong's attitude had always been hostile. Now, she was finally willing to ask questions.

Yan Chuan smiled and said, "Look at the grass on the ground!"

Meng Rongrong's expression froze. She immediately discovered the abnormality.

"Is that grass broken?" Meng Rongrong's expression changed.

"The grass is broken, which means that someone stepped on it! And the one who came in before us was probably the Holy Daughter! "Yan Chuan took a deep breath and said.

Hearing Yan Chuan's explanation, Meng Rongrong's eyes flashed with admiration.

However, Meng Rongrong's expression darkened when she thought of following the Heavenly Maiden.

"What's the matter?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Hmph, everything in this small world belongs to the Julu Academy. As long as I'm here, no one can take it away!" Meng Rongrong said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled and did not argue with Meng Rongrong. After all, there was no point in doing so.

"That group of people followed us?" Yan Chuan looked at the thirty Confucian scholars behind them in surprise.

"Hmph, a group of annoying people!" Meng Rongrong looked behind and said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled. Following them might not be a bad thing.

The group continued to walk deeper. The further they went, the more miasma there was.

Fortunately, everyone had entered the Qi State and could adjust their internal breathing for a period of time.

The group walked for a day. After passing through several mountains, they entered a dense forest.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …!"

They could vaguely hear the sound of flowing water in the distance.

Looking from afar, they saw a huge cliff shrouded in miasma. At the edge of the cliff, the Holy Daughter in white stood quietly in the wind, looking at the huge cliff in front of her. The sound of flowing water could be heard below the cliff.

"We finally caught up!" Yan Chuan smiled.

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