The green mist was filled with the aura of life, as though it were the seed of life itself.
This aura of life was exactly the same as the aura Lin Xuan had sensed outside the black flames earlier.
Thus, Lin Xuan concluded that the green mist was the core of the core of this black world.
Lin Xuan fixed his gaze on the green mist, ignoring the old man.
At this moment, the old man seemed to want to give Lin Xuan a taste of the green mist's terror, so he stopped making things difficult for him.
Instead, he withdrew his hand and removed the means restraining Lin Xuan, allowing him to move freely through the green mist.
Lin Xuan glanced at the old man, who merely smiled without saying a word.
Immediately afterward, Lin Xuan walked out into the green mist. To be honest, it was exactly as the old man had said—the green mist was terrifying.
Within the green mist, even a wisp of extremely thin mist gave Lin Xuan an intensely terrifying feeling.
These were sensations Lin Xuan had never experienced before. Thus, when he first felt them, wariness appeared on his face.
However, Lin Xuan soon shifted his gaze to wisp after wisp of green mist.
The green mist was vastly different from the black mist Lin Xuan had absorbed before.
The green mist did not possess the vastness he had sensed in the black mist.
Instead, it was as boundless as the sea. The green mist and black mist were completely different.
Upon coming into contact with the green mist, Lin Xuan understood clearly that with his current strength, if he absorbed the green mist as he had the black mist before, he definitely would not be able to absorb it.
Lin Xuan had