Ancient Village on the Desolate Mountain

Pingyin County, shrouded in white mist, exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down the spine of ordinary people with just a glance.

However, ever since Pingyin County was mysteriously engulfed, there were no longer any ordinary residents within dozens of miles around. Anyone who could run had already fled, and those who couldn't had found their eternal rest here.

But at this moment, about twenty or thirty individuals stood ten miles outside the eastern gate of Pingyin County, silently observing the changes in the aura within the county and calculating the hour.

"Master Fang, can we go in now?"

Several people, with an elderly man at the center, approached Master Fang. Among the group, some were in the early stages of Aperture Tempering realm, while others were in the Visceral Tempering realm and Marrow Tempering realm. One of them respectfully asked for guidance.