The morning sun was completely choked out by the thick, sickly green fog as the Gu Clan's disciples arrived at the borders of the Miasma Woods.
Gu Fan casually stared at the towering, blackened trees while his memories recalled the lore he had originally written for this specific area.
Miasma Woods was a toxic natural barrier stretching directly across the northern border of the Poison Valley that was completely infested with mutated Demonic beasts and deadly poisonous swamps.
This was also the reason why merchant caravans, travellers and even cultivators would generally avoid stepping foot anywhere near it and go around it taking a longer detour.
Standing right at the edge of the toxic treeline, Gu Chen looked absolutely immaculate in his signature pristine white robes, his silver sword resting casually on his hip while twenty of the Gu Clan's disciples stood directly behind him, their eyes completely filled with absolute, unwavering worship for the Golden Boy.
