Liu San did not answer immediately. After a moment of thought, he posed a question instead.

"Young Master, does the Myriad Immortals Alliance have something like an outpost within the White Mist Barrier?"

Li Fan was slightly taken aback. "Elder Liu, why do you ask?"

Liu San stroked his beard and spoke slowly. "Earlier, while piloting the Samantabhadra True Boat through the boundless White Mist, I happened to catch a distant glimpse of some cultivators. They were moving as a group and behaving rather strangely.

"They were exposed to the Lifespan-Devouring White Mist without any protection, and their movements were sluggish, as if searching for something.

"Stranger still, I could sense no vital aura from their bodies whatsoever. I initially thought they were deceased corpses acting on instinct....