"What was going on?" Zhao Shanhua stared in disbelief at the hill that had torn itself from the ground and was now flying away, muttering to himself.
The other criminals present seemed to have been struck by a body-freezing spell. Shock showed on every face as they stood rooted to the spot.
"Whoosh..."
The howling gale that had been raging moments before suddenly died away.
Zhao Shanhua reacted the fastest. He came to his senses at once, then shouted anxiously to everyone present.
"Everyone, get out of here!"
At his warning, the criminals gradually snapped out of it. They scrambled out of the pit they had dug and, once on solid ground, rushed to flee as far away as they could.
But after running just a dozen or so steps, they all stopped again.
"Th-this... where did all this white mist come from?" someone asked in confusion.
At some point, the area around the hill had been engulfed by a blanket of white mist.
The mist made it impossible for them to tell which way was which.
They looked up at the sky. The hill that had been ripped from the earth was now suspended overhead, its outline shining beneath the moonlight as if it wore a beautiful veil of silver white gauze.
"It's that guy." Someone seemed to realize what was happening and shouted in terror.
"Which guy?"
"Who are you talking about?"
The others were baffled and asked questions. Soon, someone answered them.
"Don't you watch the news? Lately, a Cultivator who can use the White Mist ability has been appearing downtown, using his ability without the slightest restraint..."
The criminals who had known nothing about this immediately recalled the reports they had heard.
Don't assume these criminals were ignorant and uneducated. The TV program they watched most