The Enshrouded Island and the Battle to Break the Deadlock
As Lin Yu and the others stepped out of the stone hall, they were immediately enveloped by a thick, ink-like black fog. From within the mist came faint, eerie sounds—some resembling low growls, others sharp screeches—intertwined in a way that made one's hair stand on end.
Zhao Hu gripped his Spirit Wind Sword tightly. Although he tried hard to keep his voice steady, a trace of trembling still betrayed him: "W-what on earth is this thing? Where did such a dense fog suddenly come from?" Su Yao's pretty face was pale as death. Her Ice Spiritual Power flickered in her hands in an attempt to disperse the fog before them, but the mist seemed to have a life of its own, constantly swirling to evade her spiritual power and firmly trapping everyone within.
Chapter 195