Chapter 40

Across the Wasteland, a vast expanse of gray mist billowed outward, pursuing the living creatures ahead as though it possessed a life of its own. A human cultivator was overtaken. He roared with all his might, deploying a spirit artifact to fight for his life, but the moment the artifact entered the mist, it emitted a sizzling sound of dissolution. It decomposed like snow meeting the sun, losing its spiritual nature, and the cultivator was swallowed by the mist in an instant, letting out a piercing scream. A massive crocodile had also fallen behind. Its enormous body shook the earth as it crawled, its vital energy rising like a pillar, enveloped in a hazy red glow. This was a powerful creature whose strength approached the Blood-Connecting Realm, and few could resist it. Yet now, fleeing for its life like the numerous humans, one of its hind legs was injured, making it much slower.