The icy spatial tearing force, like countless invisible hands, frantically ripped at Qin Lie’s body.
Before his eyes, churning, dense gray mist rolled endlessly, cutting off all line of sight. Only the whistling of wind blades cutting through the air and the mournful wailing of the churning fog itself remained in his ears.
What they stepped on beneath their feet was not solid ground, but some kind of continuously twisting energy current of uncertain hardness. The slightest carelessness would cause them to lose their balance and plunge into an unknown darkness.
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