The fog spread rapidly as soon as it entered Ye Qing’s body. In just the blink of an eye, it had spread to every corner of his body through his veins, flesh and blood. Faint mist could be seen seeping out of his pores.0

If this was all the fog did, then Ye Qing had a million and one ways to eliminate it from his body. The problem was that the fog was slowly corrupting and assimilating him from the inside. Forget expelling the fog from his body, his astral qi was slowly being consumed and assimilated as well.0

A few breaths later, the fog appeared inside his headspace as well. He could vaguely see a torso suspended in the middle of the thick fog.0

“It’s trying to take over my body!” Ye Qing frowned. If he didn’t come up with a solution soon, he would become the corpse’s new host.0

“Open your mind and let me in to protect your mind, boy! I might be able to resist this fog!” The Fog Demon’s voice rang beside Ye Qing’s ears urgently. When he saw that Ye Qing wasn’t reacting, it urged again, “We’re past the time for caution, boy! Do you really want to die?”0

The Fog Demon wasn’t plotting something this time. If Ye Qing died, it would die as well. For once, it truly wanted to save Ye Qing from the bottom of its heart, even...0