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

To the north of Phoenix City, there is an unknown area that is considered a forbidden area by the world. It is shrouded in a thick miasma all year round, as if it is a barrier deliberately set up by nature to isolate it from the prying eyes of the outside world.

Within the miasma, vision is obstructed and the air is filled with a sense of oppression and deathly silence, as if even time has been frozen by this invisible force.

Two women in white stood at the edge of this land of death. Their clothes were as white as snow, not stained by dust. Even in this environment filled with the breath of death, they were particularly eye-catching.

The texture of the clothes was light and tough, as if they were woven from some special silk. The hem of the clothes swayed gently in the wind, but it was not tainted by the slightest miasma.

Their faces were covered by veil, revealing only a pair of clear yet cold and merciless eyes, which revealed their deep vigilance against this forbidden area and their determination not to violate it.

"These people knowingly committed crimes and ignored the warnings on the stone tablet, seeking their own death." The woman in white on the left said softly. Her voice was cold, like the chilly wind in winter, piercing people's hearts.

There was no sympathy in her heart, only adherence to the rules and awe of the world of gods.

She knew very well that the secret hidden behind this forbidden land was a burden that even the most powerful monks could not bear. It concerned the slumber of gods and the balance of the world, and would not allow any interference from the outside world.

The woman on the right was silent for a moment, her eyes became deeper, as if she was thinking about something.

"The leader of Phoenix City should be held responsible for this unnecessary sacrifice. His greed and ignorance not only killed these people, but also almost broke the peace here." There was obvious anger in her tone. She had only endless murderous intent in her heart for those who dared to challenge the will of God.

The two looked at each other, and without saying anything, they understood each other.

They knew that their mission this time was not only to clean up the bodies of these intruders, but also to find the mastermind behind the incident and give him due punishment to serve as a warning to others.

The woman in white on the left took slow steps. Her figure was light and every step she took seemed so calm and unhurried. Even in this forbidden area full of dangers, she was as comfortable as walking in her own garden.

Her heart was filled with determination. No matter how difficult the road ahead was, she would complete the mission and protect this pure land of God.

As she went deeper, the miasma around her seemed to become thicker, as if it were a tangible object, trying to block her progress.

But the white clothes she was wearing seemed to have some kind of mysterious power. When the miasma touched her clothes, it automatically avoided her and opened up a path for her to move forward.

Her thoughts drifted back to a long time ago, when she was still a little girl and was chosen to be the messenger to protect this forbidden land.

She remembered that her master once told her that every inch of land here contained the power of the gods. It was the place where the gods slept and the foundation of the world.

Anyone who attempts to disturb the peace of the gods will face unimaginable consequences.

"I must find that leader and let him know the price of offending God." She said to herself, quietly tightening the sword in her hand. It was her companion since childhood and also the weapon she used to carry out her missions.

The sword was glowing with a faint cold light, as if responding to her determination.

The environment became increasingly harsh, and low roars began to be heard in the surrounding miasma. Those were creatures unique to the forbidden area, monsters bred by the miasma, and they were extremely hostile to any outsiders.

But these were minor obstacles to the woman in white.

Her figure was like a ghost. She easily avoided the attacks of the monsters and moved step by step towards the depths of the forbidden area.

As she went deeper, the surrounding environment began to change. The originally dark sky suddenly cracked open, and a ray of light that did not belong to this world came in, illuminating the road ahead.

That light seemed to contain some ancient and mysterious power that made people feel awe.

"It's almost there, it's almost there." An inexplicable excitement surged in her heart, it was the joy of completing the task, but also the nervousness of facing unknown challenges.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her state, and then resolutely stepped into the light, disappearing in the miasma and darkness, leaving only a white figure, becoming the only trace of life in this land of death.

Beyond the light is the world of mortals outside.

This group of people came in through this opening, trying to disturb the slumber of the gods inside.

The woman in white stepped lightly out of the hidden secret place, and what came into her eyes was a strange scene.

The people from the outside world were all dressed in strange ways. Their clothes were colorful but unconventional, and their hairstyles were either high like peaks or low like waterfalls, which was very different from what she usually saw.

What is even more surprising is that the weapons they wear around their waists are of various shapes. Some emit a faint cold light, while others faintly reveal extraordinary spiritual fluctuations. It is obvious that they are not ordinary items.

She wanted to take action immediately and investigate the background of these people, but then she changed her mind and realized that the other party had a large number of people and their strength was unknown. Her real target was the mysterious leader in Phoenix City, so she should not waste time and energy here.

So, she secretly suppressed her inner impulse and decided to endure it for the time being.

Just as she was about to leave quietly, a man dressed in sect attire stepped forward, obviously surprised by her sudden appearance.

"Girl, who are you?" There was a hint of inquiry in his tone. He was obviously waiting for his fellow disciples in the secret realm to come out. He had never expected that a woman in white who seemed unharmed would go ahead.

The woman in white felt nervous but did not show it on her face. She bowed quickly and replied softly, "I am a casual cultivator who luckily survived in that secret realm." She deliberately blurred her identity and did not want to reveal too much to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"A casual cultivator?" The person from the sect was obviously a little surprised at this identity, and then asked, "Have you seen the others? How are they?" There was a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about the safety of his fellow disciples.

The woman in white shook her head, a hint of complex emotions flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "I didn't go deep into the secret realm, I just took refuge on the periphery and luckily avoided all dangers. I really don't know about the situation of other people."

She lowered her head slightly and quickened her pace, wanting to take this opportunity to leave quickly. She thought to herself: If I say any more, I'm afraid I'll reveal my flaws.

As her figure gradually went away, the people from the sect looked at her back with a frown on their faces, as if they were full of doubts about the woman in white who suddenly appeared.

But in a flash, he turned his attention back to waiting for his fellow disciples to return. After all, there were still many unknowns waiting for them to explore within the secret realm.

Last time, those who went in were all sect elites. Now that they are told that they are dead, no one is willing to believe it.