Chen Shi and Wen Wuyu rode the wind, drifting along, with the lake and mountain scenery of the Heavenly Pond beneath their feet. Although it was the underworld, the landscape had its own unique charm.
They couldn't fly too high, as flying too high would easily attract demons lurking in the darkness, nor could they stray off the path, as straying off the path might lead them into the territory of other powerful ghostly beings of lord level.
These were extremely dangerous beings within the Yin Mountain, and if one was not careful, their life could be at stake. They wouldn't care if you were the King or not.
"Are there really Immortals in this world?" Accompanied by a beautiful companion, Chen Shi found himself lost in thought.
Immortals, who are sustained by the elements, existing independently of the world, only appear in the writings of poets and scholars; no one has ever seen them.
