As he headed all the way north, the Desolate Manku Qi grew more and more heavier.

At the beginning, there seemed to be light strands of mist drifting through the heavens and the earth, yet as he moved further and further towards the north, the Desolate Manku Qi had transformed into a thick mist that enveloped every single inch of space like miasma. So, entering into it was like entering a boundless ocean.

This qi was extremely terrifying. It contained an unfamiliar form of the imposing aura of the Heaven Dao, and it pressured the soul and caused others to feel as if they’d fallen into a swamp.

Chen Xi and the others had once approached this place a few days ago. However, they didn’t explore deep into this area because the Desolate Manku Qi here was too thick, and it was covered in danger. So, it was extremely easy for them to suffer a mishap here.

Yet now, that summon that arose in Chen Xi’s heart was faintly pointing towards the depths of this area that was enveloped by Desolate Manku Qi.

He didn’t hesitate to continue forward. However, he’d obviously become much more vigilant when compared to before.

Swish!

Strands of Desolate Manku Qi that were thick like water surged in both directions away from him as he travelled through this area. It was like he was flying amidst a grey colored ocean of clouds with zero visibility....