The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

The distance of three hundred feet would not take long for this team of people.

The valley was filled with thick white fog, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

"Sun Huang, did Duan Yan really enter this White Fog Valley?" The fat leader stood several feet away from the valley and turned to look at the tall and thin man and asked.

"Yes, boss. When we were searching separately, I saw Duan Yan sneaking into this White Fog Valley. I have seen Duan Yan before, and I have a portrait in my hand, so I will definitely not make a mistake." The tall and thin man called Sun Huang said with a bow.

"There is white fog lingering in this White Fog Valley all year round, which cannot be dispelled. It is also a well-known place in the Zhenyuan Jedi. The white fog can cover the consciousness and block the sight. It is indeed an excellent hiding place." At this time, another team member also spoke up.

"Boss, several teams entered the White Mist Valley before, but all returned empty-handed. They even lost several team members, but Duan Yan should not have entered at that time. This is a great opportunity for us." Sun Huang said again.

"Well, that's right. This is indeed our chance to make a contribution. I have been to the White Mist Valley once. It is not very big, and there are not many places to hide people. In addition, I have this treasure in my hand, so I am not afraid of the white mist at all."

The leader nodded after hearing what his subordinates said, and then took out a green bead from the storage bag.

When he transferred his magic power into the green bead, he gently lifted his palm, and the bead immediately flew up.

Then, the bead began to emit a soft green light, covering everyone present.

"Let's go, the light released by this treasure can temporarily dispel the white mist. You all open your eyes wide, don't let Duan Yan escape."

After the leader finished speaking, he walked forward.

The green bead was suspended above his head, and the others immediately followed.

Matthew followed the team, walking slowly.

When the group entered the White Mist Valley, Matthew noticed that Sun Huang's eyes began to change slightly.

He had been paying attention to this person.

He had already had a rough guess in his mind.

He also wanted to see what Sun Huang wanted to do.

As the leader said, the green light released by the bead could indeed temporarily dispel the white mist.

However, the effect was not obvious.

The range was only about ten feet away. At such a short distance, it was almost impossible to see the surrounding situation clearly.

In addition, the green light was also swallowing up the white mist bit by bit.

The further inside, the range of the green light was also shrinking bit by bit.

The leader in front needed to continuously transfer magic power into the bead to continue to maintain the light released by the bead.

The other team members also took out the magic weapon early and carefully checked the surrounding situation.

Especially the leader, who was surrounded by a black ghost-head machete, emitting bursts of cold air, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary magic weapon.

Although the leader said that the White Mist Valley was not big, it would still take a lot of time to explore all the places.

Just as they moved to the right, a series of strange cries sounded.

Then, a huge white spider suddenly appeared on the cliff next to them.

Unfortunately, these people could only hear the sound but could not see the white spider.

Because this spider was outside the range of the green light, and its whole body was covered by white mist.

The sound made by the white spider attracted everyone's attention, and when they turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from.

The white spider opened its mouth and sprayed a ball of white mucus.

The white mucus shot out like an arrow.

When a team member saw the white mucus, the mucus had already arrived in front of him.

It was too late for this person to react.

Without any surprise, this person's body was hit by the mucus, and it directly wrapped his whole body.

At the moment of being wrapped by the white mucus, the man also let out a shrill scream.

His body also fell to the ground.

In just a few breaths, the mucus on the ground melted away.

A small pit about half a foot long appeared on the ground.

As for the man, he had already disappeared.

Everyone who saw this scene changed their faces.

"This is Duan Yan's spirit beast, the white jade spider. The thief is really here!" The leader looked at the small pit on the ground and shouted with excitement on his face.

After saying that, the black ghost head machete beside him immediately flew towards the location of the white jade spider.

During the flight, the surface of the black ghost head machete also exuded bursts of black air, with extraordinary momentum.

However, what he didn't know was.

The white jade spider had already crawled away from that place after spraying mucus.

There was no white jade spider there.

Although the black machete was very powerful, it could only cut into nothing and leave a groove on the rock wall.