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The forest was filled with the scent of ashes, and a light mist floated between the trees. Two lone warhorses were tied up in a deserted area, adding an eerie touch to the scene.

Chen Ji, carrying Bai Li on his back, trekked through the rugged mountain path and came upon the horses. He noticed a leather water bag and a bag of roasted soybeans hanging next to the saddle.

Horses, water, food—all were present.

Chen Ji looked back and abruptly asked, "Did you also hear Mr. Feng's song earlier? Has anyone heard it before?"

The Princely Heir shook his head, "I've never heard it."

Bai Li also answered, "It sounded more like a folk song from the countryside."

After a moment of reflection, Zhang Xia said, "Creating, plotting, marrying, Gen Palace whispers, Kun Palace counters, Xun Palace enters the tomb, Zhen Palace is dominated, endless life... This is the mantra of the Sheng Gate from the Eight Diagrams."

Chen Ji murmured, "Sheng Gate…"