Shang Nuannuan watched as a black mist began to rapidly spread around them. The mist had a foul odor that made it inexplicably hard to breathe.
*Whoosh—*
It sounded like water being splashed, but to their horror, it was black mist erupting from the ground, morphing into pairs of hands that reached out to grab their ankles, attempting to crawl up their legs.
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