Ghost Mist Hall

Sun Yu tried using physical attacks and found that they dealt normal damage. "Without the gray mist, their physical immunity has failed."

Lu Yang said, "Han Ying, use Nine-Headed Dragon to trap all the scorpions nearby."

Han Ying nodded. Working with the four archers, she trapped seven scorpions at once and dispersed all the mist within a 350-yard radius, revealing the lesser monsters inside: Blood Demon Hounds, Spiked Beetles, and the like.

The group rushed forward, slaughtered the lesser monsters, then killed the scorpions.

"This doesn't seem that hard," Mao Qiu said.

Zhuojiu Qingshang said, "Silly brother, without Han Ying's Nine-Headed Dragon, this stage would have been incredibly difficult."

Everyone nodded.

In truth, this stage was much harder. To pass through the hall, they had to clear away all the gray mist, but it was filled with scorpions and elite monsters from the previous four floors.

At first, it was easier to kill them because they could avoid drawing the scorpions, and the lesser monsters died quickly. But if they drew the monsters around a scorpion, the scorpion would follow. If it sprayed mist at close range, all physical attacks would instantly become ineffective. The main tank might lose aggro in an instant, and dozens of monsters would pounce straight into the group, resulting in a party wipe.

Countless guilds had fallen on this floor in the previous life. The only way through was to rely on the entire team's coordination and push forward bit by bit. Even at the fastest pace, it would take three hours.

Lu Yang's group moved quickly thanks to Han Ying's Nine-Headed Dragon and the control potions in his hands. In only half an hour, Lu Yang cleared a path and led the team into the central hall.

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