Yun Che flew out of the Qilin God Realm with Yun Xi. The moment he confirmed that he had left Ximen Boyun’s spirit perception range, he quickly picked up the pace, passing through countless deserts and cities until he landed inside a sandstorm. 0

Compared to where Yun Che had arrived, the sandstorm here was much tamer.0

Instead of clearing up, the light around them suddenly dimmed upon leaving the sandstorm area.0

The world ahead was a gray haze that stretched as far as the eye could see, as if it had been enveloped by a layer of eternally undispellable, thick fog. The sky and earth were indistinguishable, and it was impossible to feel the borders of the fog that didn’t feel like they even existed.0

Endless Fog… Those two words appeared in Yun Che’s soul sea.0

The Endless Fog’s “fog” was an immensely dense expanse of abyssal dust. It encompassed at least ninety percent of the abyss and was known as certain death to all abyss inhabitants. The deeper you went, the denser the abyssal dust, and the more horrifying the abyssal beasts inside, hence inching you closer to death.0

He had already known that the Qilin Abyss Realm was close to the Endless Fog on his very first day.0

After leaving the Qilin Abyss Realm, Yun Che’s taut nerves finally relaxed a little. Pain and fatigue...0