Monstrous, towering clouds of poisonous fog surged violently through the alleyways. The moment Mu Chenzhou and Su Qing were swallowed by the gloom, the hair on the back of Ning Ruan's neck stood on end.
"It's over!"
Ning Ruan stood frozen in place, watching as the toxic mist not far away, controlled by the Poison God, refrained from spreading toward them.
Chapter 92