Steady.
Everything was done for the sake of stability.
Although time was passing day by day.
Under Ling Wuyuan's control, Void Mist Sea's guiding principle of action had remained unchanged from beginning to end.
Even when the remnants of battlefields lay close at hand, ready to be swallowed whole with nothing more than opening their mouths, the avatars successfully split off, acting according to the main body's will, always remained as immovable as mountains.
This situation.
Naturally made Ling Wuyuan, far away in the primary spacetime, feel as though his heart were bleeding, as if he were watching piles upon piles of cash being burned right before his eyes.
But correspondingly, because Void Mist Sea played dead and even occasionally took the initiative to expose some avatars for both sides to destroy and observe.
The many people who had, for various reasons, already observed the Gray Mist separated by Void Mist Sea gradually lowered their guard and began to truly regard it as some naturally occurring accidental phenomenon rather than something immensely dangerous.
In their minds.
That Gray Mist was essentially nothing more than a kind of energy body with a special corrosive nature.
Though rather dangerous and far from safe, it did not possess the characteristic of actively attacking, so all they needed to do upon encountering it was take the initiative to avoid it.
Its nature was not very different from the various turbulent energy currents that filled the entire Black Omen Battlefield.
As for what the true origin of that gray mist actually was?
After seriously researching it for a while.
Everyone gave up on the idea of digging any deeper.
After all, within this Black Omen Battlefield.
Due to the years of high-intensity conflict between the True Abundant Spirit Realm and the Illusory Color Extreme Profound