"Eh, why has Senior Huang Fu stopped talking?"
Someone started @-ing Huang Fu in the group chat, yet no reply came for a long while.
A chill rose in everyone's hearts.
"Could it be..."
"Impossible. Senior Huang Fu is a Fifth Order Perfection warrior, and he's opened nine apertures. There's no way he could have met with an accident in a place like this."
Someone swore with absolute certainty, refusing to believe that the unfathomable senior who was usually so inscrutable would fall here.
But the truth was—Huang Fu had not replied in the group chat for quite some time!
Despair! Utter, boundless despair!
Even one of the strongest among them had met with an accident. What place for survival could small fry like them possibly have?
At that moment, Chen Fei of Golden Radiance Academy stepped forward and @-ed everyone in the group chat.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. Huang Fu may have simply gotten lost. This Red Mist blocks signals, and Communicators lose reception once you get a little farther away. Given his strength, I'm sure nothing has happened to him!"
Chen Fei's reassurance was like a calming pill, gradually settling everyone's nerves.
That was right! How could Senior Huang Fu, with his Fifth Order Perfection cultivation, possibly meet with trouble before them?
It had to be the poor signal. It had to be!
People began sending messages in the group chat one after another to show that they were still alive, but as time passed, fewer and fewer people continued sending messages.
The feeling of not knowing when death would come carved into their hearts like twisting knives. The oppressive atmosphere was nearly suffocating.
Shadows flickered continuously through the Red Mist, and lives were lost almost every moment.
Crimson blood splashed onto the ground and seeped into the