The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

At this time, the vast unknown area north of Phoenix City seemed to be tightly wrapped in a mysterious veil, and its entrance was shrouded in a thick and unpredictable miasma.

This miasma is not only colorful, like a living misty forest, but also constantly moves with the subtle changes in wind direction, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, as if it has its own will.

For any explorer who attempts to enter this area, once lost in this miasma forest, it is like stepping into the territory of death, with almost no possibility of survival.

At this moment, there is a group of cultivators from different backgrounds, some from the distant Vatican, some from the mysterious sects in the East. Relying on their desire for ancient legends and secret treasures, they resolutely step into this forbidden land.

None of them carried any modern navigation or communication equipment, because in their opinion, these mundane things could not be compared with the mysterious power of the world of cultivation.

All they rely on is the ancient compass in their hands and the passion to explore the unknown world in their hearts.

However, when they really stepped into this vast unknown area, they found that things were far more complicated than they had imagined. The terrain here is complex and changeable, and coupled with the interference of miasma, even the most experienced cultivators can hardly guarantee that they will not get lost. The compass in their hands seems to have lost its former effectiveness in this area, and the needle swings randomly, unable to provide accurate guidance at all. For a time, both the knights of the Holy See and the cultivators of the East had to face an embarrassing reality: in this vast unknown land, they have become "blind people" and may fall into a dilemma at any time.

What shocked them even more was that in this seemingly desolate place, there were many medicinal herbs needed for alchemy, some of which were rare and precious herbs rarely seen in the outside world.

However, for these cultivators with profound cultivation, these low-level medicinal herbs cannot meet their needs at all.

Their goal is to obtain those legendary treasures from heaven and earth, those rare treasures that can help them break through the bottleneck of their cultivation, or even prolong their lives.

Just as everyone was immersed in the surprise of discovering medicinal herbs and preparing to explore this unknown area in depth, a sudden change broke all the peace.

The already unpredictable miasma suddenly became even thicker, as if shrouding the entire area in chaos.

At this moment, both the knights of the Holy See and the cultivators of the East felt unprecedented panic and confusion.

They looked at each other, at a loss.

Something seems to be wrong.

Faced with this sudden change, everyone felt unprecedented confusion and bewilderment.

The scene before them was completely different from what they had imagined. They had originally thought that with their own skills and experience, they would be able to gain something in this unknown area, but they did not expect to encounter such a difficult situation.

At this moment, there are only two options before them: move forward or retreat.

However, for these arrogant cultivators, quitting would undoubtedly be an unacceptable failure.

They had come all the way here, so how could they return empty-handed? However, moving forward would mean facing even greater danger.

In this area shrouded in miasma, every step is full of unknowns and dangers.

After some intense deliberation and discussion, everyone finally decided to move on.

Whether they were knights from the Western Church or cultivators from the Eastern sects, they all faced the increasingly dense miasma and took firm steps forward.

However, as they went deeper into this unknown area, the concentration of miasma continued to increase.

By the end, the miasma had become so thick that they couldn't breathe.

Their defenses seemed so weak in such an environment, as if they would be melted by the thick miasma at any time.

To make matters worse, the compasses they had were no longer effective in this area.

I originally thought that I could rely on a compass to guide the direction, but I didn't expect that in this place shrouded in miasma, the compass would become a useless decoration.

At this moment, they have completely lost their sense of direction and don't know where to go to find a way out.

Faced with such a predicament, everyone's hearts were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

They begin to question whether they made the right decision and whether they should have chosen to quit instead of moving forward.

Both the Holy See and the Eastern sects encountered this problem. The compass became ineffective, the miasma became more and more serious, and they completely lost their sense of direction.

Faced with an increasingly critical situation, a strong sense of uneasiness surged in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, someone suddenly remembered the advice given by Phoenix when they set out - if they encountered danger, they could fire flares to ask for help.

This proposal immediately resonated among the crowd, and they began to search through their equipment in the hope of finding those flares.

Finally, after everyone's hard searching, they found those precious flares.

These small flares now became their only hope of contacting the outside world.

They knew that as long as they fired these flares, Phoenix would be able to see them and know what danger they were facing here.

At this moment, everyone no longer has the confidence and determination they had at the beginning. They begin to realize their own insignificance and powerlessness.

In this unknown area shrouded by miasma, they seemed to have become wandering ghosts, unable to find a way out or get in touch with the outside world.

Now, they can only rely on these flares to seek help from the outside world, hoping to get a glimmer of hope.

With everyone's joint decision, they fired flares.

The brilliant light drew a beautiful arc in the night sky, and then exploded, emitting dazzling light.

At this moment, a strong desire to survive surged in everyone's hearts. They hoped that Phoenix City could see this light and send people to rescue them.

After launching the flare, everyone began to wait anxiously.

They knew that the only thing they could do now was to wait, wait for the rescue team from Phoenix to find them and rescue them from this dangerous area.

At this moment, they have completely handed over their fate to the outside world, and only hope that the outside world can give them a glimmer of hope.

Everyone here has given up their stubbornness and knows that if they come to a place like this, they need help from the outside world. Without the help of Phoenix City, they will be dead.

So now all we can do is wait for the rescue team to arrive.

Otherwise they really won’t be able to get out.