Although she was calculating well, there were already a pair of eyes closely watching them. This person was Ning Xiaoxian. Even though the surroundings were a milky white, her eyes had been pre-treated with an ointment, and Yu Yingnan and Senior Sister Zhen's shoes had been sprinkled with powder, making them faintly glow red in her vision. This tracking method couldn't even be blocked by the thick fog of the Mysterious Dragon Mist; to her, the two stood out like lighthouses in the fog.
The thick fog enveloped all around, which was both an opportunity for the Jiuxiao Sect and for her.
Everything was white and hazy; many people rushed to where the Jiuxiao Sect had just stood, but found nothing, and then started brawling with each other. Fairy Han Qiong, anticipating the enemy's move, had already relocated the disciples to the wall of the hall as the mist rose.
