The cliff ridge was 50 kilometers southeast of Phoenix Town. Standing at the edge of the cliff and looking down, it stretched for hundreds of kilometers. White clouds filled the air and surrounded the peaks.
The terrain inside was complicated. Most of the trees had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. There were deep valleys, towering cliffs, and miasma that covered the sky.
Once a person accidentally entered it, even if there were no poisonous insects or ferocious beasts attacking them, it would probably not be easy for them to come out if they were unfamiliar with the terrain. It was no wonder it was called the Ghost Ridge.
Fortunately, when Xuanyuan Ce and the others entered the mountain, they left marks all the way and walked for five days.
Shen Yijia suddenly stopped in her tracks. She sniffed and frowned. "Didn't you smell it when you came in?"
