As the group pushed deeper, the surrounding blood mist grew denser. A heavy stench of rot hung thick in the air, and an oppressive sense of suffocation weighed down on everyone's heart. There was nothing—only endless red. If not for the movement of their own feet, they would have had no way of telling whether they were still walking.
At the very front, Moran's glowing aura was on the verge of fading out completely.
"Yuanchu... I think I'm running out of steam..."
Chapter 99