Did not directly fly to the Mountain God Temple or the cliff top of Feilai Peak.
Li Jingshu slowly descended to the foot of Feilai Peak under the slightly puzzled gaze of Lu Huaijin.
"We'll walk up step by step; this can be a kind of training for you!"
With a smile, Li Jingshu ruffled Lu Huaijin's hair, and a trace of long-lost nostalgia flickered in her eyes.
Unknowingly, Li Jingshu had not climbed this Feilai Peak for a long time, and even the time spent with Li Boyang had decreased much.
"By the way, no matter what you see or hear later, do not be surprised."
Holding Lu Huaijin's hand, Li Jingshu led her up the once incredibly familiar mountain path.
Then, when the two reached halfway up the mountain, Lu Huaijin indeed saw a scene that shocked her immensely.
On the mountainside of Feilai Peak, along the mountain path shrouded in mist.
Specters with ferocious faces and strange forms sat silently with their eyes slightly closed.
Unlike the Ghost Gods of Yunmeng Marsh.
