The yellow fog was dense, and the distant horizon seemed to hold the lingering afterglow of the evening glow.
"Brother Machine, hold steady!" Wang Xuan shouted from behind, his heart heavy. They had only just entered Hell's Dusk Phenomenon, and trouble was already brewing.
What was that black shadow? Just a few words had breached the Mysterious Mobile Phone's defenses, making it chase after it directly.
"Master Machine is a machine with a story. What happened?" Fu Dao Ox felt intense unease, constantly swishing its tail. Chaos qi flowed around its nose ring as it remained on high alert.
It had long guessed that the Mysterious Mobile Phone might be a True Saint Level monster, yet it had ended up like this!
"Could it have been deliberately lured away?" Zhang Daoling looked into the depths of the yellow fog, where the dim remnants of a blood-colored sunset lingered.
Hell's Dusk Phenomenon made people's hearts palpitate. Once inside, they could not make head or tail of it, yet they could sense incomparable danger.
Wang Xuan stood beneath the Crooked Neck Tree, looking at the yellow-robed prince hanging from it. Three epochs ago, he had been Holy Emperor City's Second Strongest. What a pity. When he became a wanderer, he should not have been very old. He must have been the most dazzling genius of an era, yet he had died in hell.
They waited for a long time without seeing the Mysterious Mobile Phone return, then began exploring the vicinity.
However, after they left their original spot and had walked less than a hundred meters, the hanged prince on the Crooked Neck Tree in the yellow fog gave a crack, moved his neck, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"He's alive?!" Fu Dao Ox whirled around. At such a close distance, to