Ye Kang furrowed his brow and flew off without hesitation in the opposite direction.
If it was somewhere the Carp God didn't want to go, it had to be a death land.
He wasn't at the end of his rope yet, so there was no need to take that kind of risk. It was best to keep his distance.
But then the Carp God spoke again. "The Carp God thinks the air over here smells bad, too."
"What!"
Ye Kang quickly stopped and asked anxiously, "Then where does the Carp God think is best?"
The Carp God thought for a moment, then turned and pointed. "Over there."
"That's the way we came from..."
Ye Kang wore a helpless expression, but he didn't think the Carp God was just fooling around.
On the contrary, there was only one possible explanation for the Carp God saying that: no matter which way he went, if he kept moving forward, he would run into danger.
That actually put Ye Kang at ease.
"The Misty Land looks pretty big, but in the end, it's just a dead, chaotic world. It'd be strange if there weren't any dangers."
He stopped hesitating and continued in his original direction.
Soon, the surroundings ahead changed dramatically.
The Misty Land had been gray and hazy, but there had still been some light.
In this region, however, the gray haze grew thicker, and even the light had changed from white to purple.
That was right: purple mist drifted all around, layered upon itself to form dazzling, butterfly-like rays of light.
Its strange, dazzling colors held a hint of grandeur and beauty. It was bizarre beyond belief, yet had a charm all its own.
But Ye Kang didn't dare let his guard down. He had extended his divine sense to its maximum