The situation was growing increasingly troublesome.
Bad news kept rolling in.
A full third of the entire Death Realm had already fallen, and Jiang Qiao, who was currently in the border region, had already spotted crowds fleeing inward from the interior. Every single one of them wore a look of panic and extreme terror.
Their flight also caused the news to spread faster and faster, becoming more and more timely.
Of course.
Things were also looking increasingly ominous.
Until this very moment, the three ancestors of the Death Realm were finally stirred into action.
They swiftly emerged from seclusion.
They headed out to assess the situation.
A Half-God was a Half-God, and their intervention yielded immediate results. They quickly halted the deterioration, causing the fog to recede and rapidly dropping its coverage from a third down to just a tenth.
However...
That was the end of it.
This final tenth could no longer be cleared away.
It was extremely stubborn.
Not only could it not be cleared any further, but the moment anyone relaxed even slightly, it would start to bounce back.
Consequently.
This sight not only failed to bring a sense of security to the residents of the Death Realm.
Instead, it filled them with even greater panic.
The three ancestors were Half-God-Class entities, the gods in everyone's hearts, and almighty deities. Yet now, even with all three of them making a move, they were still unable to completely suppress the fog!
This piece of news.
Anyone with even a shred of intelligence knew what it meant.
Everyone.
After briefly enjoying the good news of the fog retreating, grew uneasy once again and accelerated their escape from the Death Realm.
The border region was getting more and more chaotic, and Horse Head Slope was also welcoming wave after wave