What is this black mist, a ghostly thing.
When Wang Jixuan gets a bit closer, he feels a pang of heart palpitations.
It's as if this thing is a great poison for him.
Master Wang became genuinely interested and extended a wisp of Spiritual Sense to investigate carefully, but any contact with this substance would quickly result in corruption.
This is the first time Wang Jixuan has seen something outside Cloud City that could restrain or defend against his Spiritual Sense.
Those ancient civilizations competing with the Yina civilization really have something to them.
At this moment, the Daoist was only twenty-five kilometers in a straight line from Hei Yao, Ye Zi, and that old man.
From this distance, he could closely investigate with his Spiritual Sense, know everything that was happening there, and also provide timely assistance if Nierdamon fell into danger.
Wang Jixuan carefully observed Hei Yao.
