After Su Miaoqing woke up, everyone else had already awakened. The group now stood behind a vast and massive gate, with a two-meter-wide bluestone path stretching out before them. The path was uneven, leading to an unknown destination.

The area was shrouded in dense fog, cold and dark everywhere, with no trace of the Immortal Mansion's appearance. Here, they couldn't extend their spiritual senses, causing unease, and flying was impossible—one could only hover less than half a meter off the ground, consuming a great deal of energy.

"Hehe, since we're here, no matter what, we have to keep moving forward," Wang Xie chuckled, taking the lead as he walked ahead.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed, continuing forward with caution.