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After a bout of dizziness and disorientation, the beggar led Li Xiaobai to materialize amidst a cluster of Flesh Mountains, prying a crevice between the chunks of flesh to peer outside.
Spiritual runes flowed, and a golden talisman materialized, enveloping the two of them.
"Senior, this place is a bit nauseating. Can we relocate?"
Li Xiaobai flicked off the mucus on his hands with a look of disgust.
"Young friend, you may not know this, but we are situated among the Flesh Mountains. This bloody aura can mask our scent. Moreover, the beggar has already inscribed the Celestial Deception Array Patterns that have completely concealed our presence from the outside world,"
the beggar explained slowly as he too wiped the mucus from his face.
He felt repulsed by the substance as well but had no choice. The cultivators who made it this far were all highly instinctive; a slight mishap could result in discovery.