The edge of the Blazing Plains appeared exceptionally quiet, yet this very quietness was oppressive. Grayish-white mist seemed laden with a certain curse, casting a shroud of deathly stillness over the entire region. Chen Haotian, Su Wanqing, and Zhou Tiance stood upon a high ridge, gazing out into the distance at this unfamiliar land.
"There is something strange about this mist," Su Wanqing said, frowning. She reached out and tentatively touched the mist, finding that it seemed to carry a sticky texture and could even interfere with the circulation of spiritual energy. "Our divine sense range has been drastically compressed. In this environment, everything becomes extremely dangerous."
Zhou Tiance gripped his long spear tightly and said in a low voice, "No matter what, we must find a safe place to rest as soon as possible. Our previous flight consumed far too much spiritual energy."
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