The surging pink tide did not merely crash down outside the city; it flooded into the city as well.
Yang An happened to be right within the area the slime was about to engulf.
Seeing that he was about to be stained by the disgusting slime, Yang An could no longer bother concealing himself. He immediately summoned the Buddha Light Wheel and activated the Shadow Escape Technique, vanishing from where he stood in the blink of an eye.
At the very instant he disappeared, the pink giant wave crashed down. Had he been a second slower, he would likely have fallen into it.
After escaping the area covered by the pink slime, Yang An appeared a thousand meters away. Standing atop a pavilion, he gazed out over the scene within and beyond Ten Directions City.
What he saw was horrifying. Even someone without trypophobia would have their scalp crawl at a single glance.
Cultivators and demons alike had completely ceased distinguishing friend from foe.
Any living being touched by the slime rapidly sprouted pink lumps all over their bodies, each about the size of a bean.
On their feet, hands, bodies...
Especially their faces!
Those densely packed lumps even grew from their facial features, utterly concealing every person's true appearance. The same was true even of their eyeballs.
Like a virus, these things spread into a pink tide throughout the areas where cultivators and demons had gathered.
Had they been any other color, it might have been bearable. Yet they were pink—a color that seemed tender and fresh, but now brimmed with sinister evil.
After being covered in lumps, the cultivators and demons all fell to the ground, desperately scratching at their entire bodies in unbearable agony, as if eager to gouge every last one of the things off.
But