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

Zhang Fan has come to the north of Phoenix City and plans to go in through this opening to take a look.

The light of Phoenix is ​​already shining brightly on this ancient land. It not only symbolizes victory and glory, but also heralds the beginning of a new journey.

The entrance to the secret realm, this treasure land once coveted by the Western coalition forces, is now firmly in the hands of Phoenix City. It seems to be a gift from nature to the brave, quietly waiting for the exploration of those who are destined.

As Zhang Fan gradually approached the legendary door to the secret realm, the scene around him began to become strange and mysterious.

Although the north wind was strong, it could not blow away the thick miasma that permeated the air. It was like a living black fog, entwining every inch of land and emitting bursts of heart-pounding hums.

These miasmas contain an ancient and powerful force, enough to make any creature that despises them disappear in an instant, becoming another ghost on the edge of this secret realm.

Zhang Fan knew very well that this journey was dangerous, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

He gently patted the specially made high-fiber protective suit on his body. It was not just a piece of clothing, but also a solid armor for going deep into danger and exploring the unknown.

This protective clothing uses the most advanced scientific and technological materials and has undergone countless experiments and improvements. It can effectively block the invasion of most harmful substances, including this dreaded miasma.

It fits closely to the skin, ensuring flexibility of movement while providing all-round protection, allowing Zhang Fan to feel more calm and confident when facing unknown challenges.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan resolutely stepped into the threshold of the secret realm.

As he went deeper, the surrounding miasma seemed to become thicker. It was like conscious creatures, trying to devour the uninvited guest.

But Zhang Fan, relying on the protection of the strong protective suit, moved forward step by step, and each step seemed particularly heavy and firm.

Holding a torch, the flames flickered in the miasma, illuminating the unknown road ahead and dispelling any fear in one's heart.

It was quiet all around, with only the sound of one's own footsteps and the sound of burning torches echoing, which seemed particularly clear.

Zhang Fan knew that everything here was unknown. It might hide endless treasures, or it might lurk deadly crises.

In the unfathomable miasma, the light was swallowed up by layers of black fog, leaving only mottled light and shadows, swaying in the twisted space, as if it was a portal to another world, quietly waiting for the exploration of those who strayed in.

A smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Fan's lips.

Zhang Fan's mind was not flustered by the sudden breath of a living person. Instead, an inexplicable interest arose in his heart.

The person who could track me here silently in this dangerous miasma forest is definitely not an ordinary person.

The miasma was getting thicker and thicker all around, wrapping around every inch of space as if it had life. The air was filled with suffocating stench and unknown toxins. Even Zhang Fan, who had a good cultivation level, had to circulate his internal Qi to resist the erosion from nature.

In this land of death, every breath could be a gamble on life, but he could feel that the breath hidden in the dark did not seem to be affected too much. This made Zhang Fan even more curious about the strength and identity of the stalker.

At this moment, a breeze penetrated the thick miasma, bringing a subtle fluctuation.

Zhang Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches, piercing through the layers of fog, trying to capture the fleeting trace.

However, as far as his sight could reach, there was nothing but endless darkness and distorted light and shadows.

But Zhang Fan's intuition told him that the stalker was not far away, quietly observing him in a way that was difficult for him to detect.

The stalker was dressed in black, with a veil on her face. She had a graceful figure, and even in this dangerous environment, she still maintained an indescribable elegance and composure.

Every step she moved seemed to blend into the surrounding miasma, silently, as if she was a part of the miasma, mysterious and dangerous.

Her gaze pierced through the gap in the veil, fixed on Zhang Fan's back, with a complex light flashing in her eyes.

Was it curiosity? Was it vigilance? Or was there some other plot? These emotions were intertwined in her heart, but she never revealed them.

There are dangers everywhere in the miasma forest.

From time to time, strange noises were heard from all around, as if the creatures swallowed by the miasma were expressing endless resentment.

Poisonous snakes and insects run rampant here, and even the most powerful warriors dare not set foot here easily.

However, the masked woman in black seemed to know everything here. She cleverly avoided one deadly trap after another and followed closely behind Zhang Fan with incredible speed and agility.

Although Zhang Fan had some idea in his mind, he was not in a hurry to expose it.

He deliberately slowed down his pace and even made some misleading movements in an attempt to lure out the stalker hiding in the dark.

However, to his surprise, the woman seemed to have the ability to predict the future, and no matter how he changed, he could not escape her tracking.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. The contest between Zhang Fan and the woman in black was silent yet thrilling.

Deep in the dark and unpredictable miasma, a masked person in black shuttled silently like a ghost. Her existence seemed like an elusive shadow in this desolate land, which was both mysterious and fascinating.

The person in black was wearing a tight black dress that was tailored to her body, perfectly outlining her graceful and agile figure. Even in this dangerous environment, she exuded a strength and beauty that could not be ignored.

Her face was covered by a thin black veil, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky.

These eyes sometimes flash with intelligence and alertness, as if they can see through everything in the world; sometimes they reveal a hint of melancholy and thoughtfulness, making people curious about the stories hidden behind them.

The movement of his eyes revealed an indescribable charm, which was both cold and attractive.

Her long hair was gently tied up with a delicate headband and fell behind her, swaying gently with her steps, like the gentlest breeze in the night, adding a bit of tenderness and gentleness to this cold man in black.

Although her face was covered, the aura emanating from her bones made it impossible to ignore her presence.

In the dense forest filled with miasma, she was like a nimble cat, moving lightly between trees and vines, each step precise and silent.

Her martial arts skills were so advanced that even the slightest sound could not escape her ears.

She used everything in the surrounding environment as cover, sometimes climbing up high branches, sometimes sneaking into the grass, blending into this land of death, making it difficult to track her whereabouts.