The damp, heavy white mist was like a pale flood, swallowing everyone in an instant.
They could no longer make out the dark yellow soil beneath their feet, nor could they see the faintest shadow of the distant mountains. Even those standing only inches apart could only vaguely sense that the others were still there.
"Hold hands! Form a circle! Stay on guard!"
Kong Ru Fu was experienced, and he issued instructions at once. Together with the remaining three Earth Soul Realm guards, he took up positions along the outer perimeter and forcibly arranged Huang Fengfu and Wu Haoren there as well.
The five of them formed the outer ring, protecting Ji Zhi, Lu Feng, Ghost Performer, Chu Youwei, Chu Youren, and Lin Xiaowan within.
Chu Youren, Ji Zhi, and the rest had rarely encountered such a life-and-death predicament. The instant they heard words like "form a circle" and "hold hands," they obeyed without question, setting aside old grudges as they clasped hands.
Lu Feng had still been cautiously sensing his surroundings when his palms suddenly warmed. Lin Xiaowan's and Chu Youwei's hands reached for his at the same time, one on either side, grasping them.
Lu Feng could not help but freeze. Feeling the softness in his palms, his thoughts lagged for half a beat.
Before he could savor that tenderness, Huang Fengfu's scream yanked his thoughts back. Realizing danger was closing in, Lu Feng instantly broke free of the hands holding his.
At the same time, a sharp whistling sound faintly came from Huang Fengfu's side. Seeing that Chu Youwei happened to be positioned directly behind Huang Fengfu, Lu Feng hurriedly reached out and pulled her toward himself.
Already panicked, Chu Youwei had been startled by Lu Feng abruptly shaking off her hand. Before she could react in