The moment he set foot inside the Endless Fog—and this was just the edge of the area—the concentration of the abyssal dust abruptly increased by over ten times.13

Wherever he looked, there was only grayish fog that resulted from condensed abyssal dust. It blotted out the light, the sounds, all sorts of auras and even one’s profound energy.1

This meant that one’s profound energy would be suppressed to a certain extent inside the abyssal dust as well. The weaker one’s cultivation, the greater the suppression.1

A zone that devoured life and suppressed both spiritual perception and profound energy. This reminded Yun Che of the dark energies that permeated the Northern Divine Region, but of course it couldn’t even come close to the potency of the abyssal dust.3

He slowly walked through the Endless Fog. The world was horrifyingly silent, and his footsteps, despite his best efforts, sounded so clear that it shook the heart. The ground and the stones were grayish black. He couldn’t see any plants anywhere. They had all been corroded into all sorts of strange stones by the abyssal dust. Densely packed or sparsely scattered, as tall as mountains or as small as common rocks, it looked like a black forest that was permanently shrouded by grayish fog.0

This was just the edge of the Endless Fog, and yet it portrayed the word “Deathliness” to the extreme. He could scarcely imagine what kind of “life” existed in the depths of the Endless Fog.0

“What are you doing?”0

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