A Foggy Mountain

Hearing the voice, Wang Xiong looked around. He was floating above the fog covered mountain and knew that the person who he had come for had already detected him.

"Can't I come to visit the venerated Guardian Yun without asking? After all, you do the same to me." Wang Xiong stated.

For a few seconds, nothing was heard, but then a hole appeared in the dense fog.

"Enter!" The voice spoke.

Wang Xiong flew in through the hole, which then closed behind his back. He kept going down and saw the scenery change. From the previous foggy appearance, it changed and became like a normal mountain.

Even when someone looked up, they would see normal sky and clouds above it.

'The formation array here is far superior to all other formations in the sect…' Wang Xiong thought to himself.