Eerie Mist, Heavenly Venerables Fall to Demonic Corruption

An eerie, low murmur suddenly rang out in Han Yi's mind. The murmur was indistinct, yet its strange power seeped in, seeking to cloud his divine soul and muddle his mind.

But Han Yi's will was exceptionally strong, bolstered by the Wanming Book, and he had already reached the ranks of high-level Divine Venerables. After only a momentary daze, he returned to normal. The murmurs around him abruptly vanished the instant he recovered, as though they had never truly occurred and had merely been an illusion.

Yet Han Yi naturally did not see it that way. His expression grew grave. The moment he entered the passage, he had encountered something so terrifying. How dreadful, then, must the strange occurrence at the Primordial Demon Sect on the other end of the passage be?

No wonder the cultivators who entered had all vanished without a sound and never returned. If an ordinary Heavenly Venerable lacked some special means, that strange murmur from earlier would have been difficult to withstand.

Han Yi swept his gaze around the passage and found no other unusual figures. He sped toward its end. The passage was not long; he crossed it in a single breath. But when he emerged, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Before him floated an endless expanse of towering colossal peaks within the chaos. These giant mountains took all manner of bizarre forms; the words strange mountains and extraordinary ridges could not have described them more fittingly.

This immense landmass, formed from countless strange mountains and extraordinary ridges, was where the Primordial Demon Sect's mountain gate stood.

What made Han Yi's pupils contract was that the Primordial Demon Sect's mountain gate was now shrouded in a thin layer of pale black mist. The mist did not appear particularly dense, yet through it, the distance Han