Man Niu watched Lu Yang's actions in shock and hurriedly said to the Blazing Demon God, "Master, that is mirage mist automatically released by the main gods and God Kings. Its illusions are so terrifying that they cannot be resisted. Even I, once a high god, couldn't do it. He can't either."
Yet the Blazing Demon God smiled as he watched Lu Yang enter the fog. He said to Man Niu, "You will soon witness a miracle. From the very beginning of his cultivation, I used illusions created by a God King to frighten him, yet he easily dispelled them. This race is terrifying."
Man Niu was utterly dumbfounded. If the Blazing Demon God used an illusion formed through divine consciousness to kill him, a single glance would be enough to trap Man Niu in an illusion for the rest of his life. Yet Lu Yang could dispel it so easily. He could not understand what kind of terrifying race the Blazing Demon God had found.
Buzz~!
Lu Yang stepped into the mist, and a faint snoring sound reached his ears, as if some powerful creature had fallen into a deep sleep and was unconsciously making the sound.
The sound was quite pleasant and carried a certain rhythm. As Lu Yang walked forward, he suddenly felt the surrounding chill become piercing. The bone-deep cold made him almost want to burn all the magic power within his body to drive it away.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Lu Yang's mouth. He suppressed the changes in his magic power and said with a laugh, "We're starting already? You're underestimating me."
"Brother~! I'm cold~!" A sweet voice came from not far away. Lu Yang turned his head and saw Han Ying wearing only thin clothing, hugging her arms and trembling