The commotion on the eerie path extends from mortals and sweeps into the ranks of the Demon Cultivators.
The ten or so Zifu Demon Cultivators of the Qing Yang Society were also disturbed by the scenes in the surrounding fog.
Seeing such a scene, Chou Yuyan snorted coldly, and a cold whisper echoed on the path.
"Those are just illusions of your loved ones! They are not inside the fog!"
"This is a common trick used by the Divine of The Peaceful Realms! It's called Wangxiang Road! Using people you cherish to disturb your mind!"
Most of these Demon Cultivators were unattached and hard-hearted demons.
Yet even they were affected by the illusions in the fog, showing just how eerie this dark path was.
Just then, a crisp sound emitted from the Star Tethering Plate in Yan Xiaoru's hand.
The illusion of the myriad stars floating above the compass suddenly dissipated.
Yan Xiaoru stood up and said, "Continue forward, our direction is correct, this is the path to meet the Fox Deity."
