Lin Qiye frowned and swept his gaze into the distance.
Dozens of kilometers away from where they stood, a gray-skinned rat burrowed out of the ground. As a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, another gray-robed "An Qingyu" slowly rose from the electric arcs... A dark crimson "Four" was inscribed in his eyes.
With his appearance, dark crimson patterns spread open deep beneath the earth!
This Artificial God was positioned exactly where the crowds were densest. Those dark crimson patterns hid beneath the ground and continuously expanded outward, already enveloping at least three nearby cities!
Lin Qiye's expression changed abruptly at the sight!
"What are you trying to do?"
"This is Great Xia, your territory... And within that Sword Pavilion sits a Mortal World Sword Immortal capable of cutting down a Supreme God with his sword. If I didn't make preparations in advance, how could I accomplish my goal and leave unscathed?"
An Qingyu expressionlessly pointed beneath his feet. "Mist, rise."
As the dark crimson patterns beneath his feet lit up, hazy mist surged from the ground. In an instant, it became a dense fog covering three cities, like a giant bowl overturned upon the earth.
The fog had appeared far too suddenly. Countless residents in the cities were plunged into confusion. In such abysmal visibility, let alone driving, even seeing a face just one meter away was extraordinarily difficult.
The moment this fog appeared, all three cities fell into paralysis.
At the same time, thousands of kilometers away, within the Sword Pavilion, Zhou Ping's raised fingertip suddenly halted.
His brows knitted tightly together...
"It vanished... How did he do it?" Zhou Ping murmured to himself.
By Erhai Lake.
Lin Qiye frowned at the fog surrounding him. An Qingyu, who had been nearby moments ago, had already vanished without