Just after landing,
Lu Yang found that all of Shekou was shrouded in gray mist. He could not even see two meters ahead, as if the entire world had been covered by the gray fog.
"What's going on?" Lu Yang asked with a frown.
The Blazing Demon God revealed a grave expression and said, "Be careful. This is death energy released jointly by several undead King Tier powerhouses. It isn't ordinary fog; wind can't disperse it."
"Transform~!"
Lu Yang leaped into the air. Only after reaching a height of five hundred meters did he fly out of the fog's range. Looking around, he discovered that only Shekou and the two-hundred-kilometer area surrounding it were enveloped in dense fog. Everywhere else remained normal.
He took out his communicator and asked, "What happened?"
No one answered!
Lu Yang's eyes widened abruptly. He hurriedly tried to sense the area with his spiritual power, but it could not penetrate the mist at all. He had no idea what was happening.
"Can you sense anything?" Lu Yang hurriedly asked the Blazing Demon God for help.
Frowning, the Blazing Demon God said, "Even my divine sense cannot penetrate very far. There are too many undead souls. I can only sense that several of your main subordinates are still alive. They are fighting to the southwest, but I cannot sense anything beyond that."
Lu Yang looked toward the southwest, but that direction was still blanketed in dense fog. Unable to worry about anything else, he plunged into the mist in that direction.
Elsewhere.
A hundred kilometers southwest of the Shekou Defense Line, one-third of the Iron Blood Brotherhood's main force was trapped atop a low mountain. Nearly all the Tier 3 Beast Blood Warriors, Holy Light Warriors, and Archmages were trapped there.
Countless undead were madly attacking