Above the Demon Cave of the Great Jing Empire, a haze hung like a heavy curtain, completely blocking out the sun.
The sky had lost its usual azure hue, replaced by an oppressive gray that foretold of the ominous events to come.
The towering, rolling mountains were covered in a layer of cold, gray fog that swirled and obscured all sight.
Whenever someone inadvertently stepped into this mist,
they would be struck by a bone-piercing chill, as if they had plunged from the scorching heat of summer into the depths of a frigid winter.
When Xiao Cangqing decided to face the Evil Spirit known as the Rotten Man alone,
the ten members of the Time Girl Group couldn't hide their worry.
They knew that even more unknown terrors lurked beneath the Demon Cave.
Especially the Fishing Elder. He had yet to appear, but his existence was impossible to ignore.
As the group walked along the rugged mountain path, a nameless dread welled up within them.
