The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

At this point, Ying Ni's eyes grew even more resolute. She knew her decision might displease her military colleagues, perhaps even resent them, but for the greater good, she had to do it. She hoped they would understand her painstaking efforts and, even more importantly, adhere to this decision to ensure their own safety. She believed that only in this way could they overcome this difficult situation together and complete the mission safely.

Ying Li's words seemed to still echo in their ears, leaving the soldiers present with an unprecedented shock. They deeply realized that the world was far more complex than they had understood, and that there existed some extraordinary beings beyond common sense. Even the most advanced modern weaponry could not completely penetrate these beings. They were like the untamed beasts of nature, their nature unchanged even after their sharp teeth were plucked out. These mysterious beings seemed to possess powers beyond human comprehension, and their existence challenged human perception of the world.

The military comrades looked at each other, their eyes revealing a mixture of helplessness and resignation. They deeply realized that their weapons were powerless against these supernatural beings. They could only accept this decision, though filled with resentment and confusion. Faced with such power, they were like soldiers stripped of their weapons, unwilling but powerless. They could only watch in silence, filled with awe of the unknown and deep respect for these brave men.

The next day, as the first rays of morning light pierced the clouds, illuminating every corner of the camp, Ying Ni and her four companions prepared to embark on their journey to the forbidden land. Several military personnel stood at the edge of the camp, observing them with mixed eyes. Their expressions were a mixture of worry and respect, for they knew the challenges these five men were about to face were beyond their imagination. These challenges might include unknown dangers and challenges that would push the limits of human understanding.

With their backs to the military's gaze, Ying Ni and her group marched forward with unwavering determination. Their backs appeared remarkably resolute in the morning light, as if no matter what unknown dangers lay ahead, they could not thwart their resolve to advance. As they marched, the atmosphere in the camp seemed to grow tense, a sense of solemnity permeating the air as if witnessing history. Everyone's heart was filled with anticipation and anxiety, eager for their safe return, yet anxious for the unknowns they would face.

As Ying Ni and her group gradually receded, the military personnel remained standing, watching them disappear over the horizon. Their hearts were filled with mixed emotions: fear of the unknown, yet silent blessings for these brave individuals. They knew that some secrets in this world might never be revealed, yet it was precisely these secrets that constituted its mystery and allure. These secrets, like the brightest stars in the night sky, though unreachable, yet beckoned with the urge to explore and pursue.

The deeper they ventured into this forbidden land, feared by the world, the heavier the air seemed, as if frozen by some unseen force. Miasma, like a tangible substance, permeated the air, distorting light and blurring the surrounding landscape, as if trapped in a distorted mirror. Ying Ni and her companions journeyed through this miasma-shrouded land, each step a silent battle with death. The miasma seemed alive, attempting to invade their bodies, but each had their own unique response, employing their own abilities to combat the miasma that infested the land.

Ying Ni walked at the front of the group. Her strange fire contract made her exceptionally calm amidst the miasma. The strange fire flowed through her body, instantly dissolving any miasma that attempted to intrude, transforming it into a wisp of smoke that dissipated into the air. Her presence was like a ray of light in the darkness, dispelling the surrounding haze and illuminating the path forward for the group.

Zijing was a Buddhist practitioner, his body radiating a faint golden light, a symbol of the Buddha's purifying power. Miasma, encountering this energy, melted away like ice and snow in sunlight, unable to affect him. His steps were steady, as if each one was timed, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility to the team, as if he were the embodiment of order in this chaotic land.

Zhang Tianyi relied on his talismans. Each piece of talisman came alive in his hands, transforming into a series of protective shields to ward off the miasma. The flames of the talismans shone brightly in the darkness. Whenever one burned out, he would quickly take out another, ensuring that the team remained in a safe area. His talismans were like a solid barrier, building a line of defense against the darkness.

Bai Handing seemed unfazed by the miasma. He had always lived in a miasma-prone area, and he possessed the protection of his natal Gu. To him, the miasma was just another element in the air, harmless. His eyes revealed an innate calmness, as if the miasma of this land had some kind of tacit understanding with him, as if he and the land shared an inexplicable connection.

Another psychic possessed the power of lightning. Its power flickered in the darkness, its every leap accompanied by the dissipation of the miasma. His power seemed like the purest justice in the universe, and nothing possessing yin could survive in his presence. The light of lightning carved a path of light through the miasma, allowing the team to continue forward, as if each attack was a declaration of war against darkness.

Yet, a sense of unease welled up within Ying Ni. She knew only the appearance of zombies over a thousand years old would cause such a thick miasma. This foreshadowed the enemy they were about to face, far more formidable than they had imagined. She shared this discovery with the others, and their expressions immediately grew serious. Everyone knew the journey ahead would be even more difficult, but they also understood that only by uniting as one could they survive in this forbidden land and face the unknown challenges together.

As night fell, the last glimmer of sunset light gradually gave way to darkness, as if swallowed whole by a giant beast in the night. The surrounding miasma, whipped by the night wind, constantly shifted its form. Like ghosts beneath the veil, it danced silently, creating an eerie and mysterious atmosphere. Zhang Tianyi gripped the compass tightly in his hand. The needle spun endlessly, seemingly unable to find a fixed position. This made him realize that the magnetic field in their area was being disrupted by some powerful force.