The candle flame flickered. After entering the black fog, the flame atop the white-fat candle gave off a hazy white light. As it dispersed the black fog nearby, it also soothed the mind.
The white-fat candle had two functions: dispersing the black fog and stabilizing the mind. Su Xiao basically felt nothing from the second effect. Swordsmanship already cultivated the mind, and with his high Willpower attribute, the two combined to let him completely ignore the second effect of the white-fat candle.
Su Xiao walked through the black-fog passage. The passage opened by the white-fat candle was only two meters high and one meter wide, making it extremely cramped. Anyone with claustrophobia would need to have their philtrum pinched for emergency treatment.
The black-fog passage was not only cramped but also quiet. If it had stayed quiet, all would have been well, but after Su Xiao had gone some distance, muttering voices came from within the black fog on both sides. The fragmented sounds made it impossible to tell what they were expressing.
The white-fat candle could only burn for twenty minutes in the black fog. If Su Xiao could not leave the black fog or find a wooden house within twenty minutes, he would be trapped here and eventually die from the black fog's erosion.
Unfortunately, he could not move any faster. The candlelight dispersed the black fog somewhat slowly, so he could only walk at a normal pace.
Wax oil slid from Su Xiao's fingers and dripped onto the ground without leaving any trace. When he looked back, he saw a trail of wax-oil drops along the way, still flashing with an ivory-white glow.
After walking for three minutes, Su Xiao stopped and raised his right arm. Within Su Xiao's team, this gesture meant silence.
Faint footsteps came