Deep in a forest shrouded in an eternal mist, the roars and howls of fearsome beasts echoed through the trees like a symphony of nightmares.
The thick, suffocating fog never lifted, cloaking the terrain in a grayish veil that even seasoned cultivators found disorienting.
No paths were clear, and the forest itself seemed alive, reshaping to mislead outsiders.
In the Southern Region, this place was known as the Death Mist Grove—an area so dangerous that even the bravest avoided it.
Yet amid this peril lay the hidden lair of the notorious Wailing Bell Sect.
Cultivators practicing evil techniques and soul manipulation made this their safe haven.
To escape the eyes of justice, they had made their home within this lethal forest, letting the mist and monstrous fauna act as natural guardians.
Few ever returned from a walk into their forest—and fewer still with their minds intact.
Inside the Wailing Bell Sect's grand hall, several elders sat in heavy silence.
