Black mist spread in every direction. Once any Grey Skin was caught and wrapped by it, there would only be a few screams before all sound ceased, leaving nothing but powder drifting away on the wind.
The same was happening behind Master Mahali, where a mass of black mist was tracking him.
The moment one of his legs crossed beyond the ruins' entrance, the black mist behind him had already caught up and was extremely close to his body!
A bone-chilling cold came from behind him. Mahali cursed inwardly, but he did not stop. Instead, he accelerated again.
However, he discovered that compared to the black mist, his speed was slightly inferior.
Seeing the middle-aged man not far ahead, a vicious look immediately appeared on Mahali's face!
A curse shot directly at the middle-aged man's leg!
"Ah!" The middle-aged man's leg was struck, instantly going weak as he tripped and fell to the ground!
At the same time, Master Mahali instantly overtook the middle-aged man and ran ahead!
When fleeing for one's life, being the fastest did not necessarily mean survival—but outrunning one's companions definitely meant dying last!
He did not want to turn back and fight the Mother and Child Ghost. Otherwise, he would suffer considerable losses, even though he was confident he could deal with the Mother and Child Ghost.
But dealing with them would come at too great a cost. It was not worth it. It would be better to retreat for now and return to deal with the Mother and Child Ghost after the resentment here had dispersed somewhat.
Once the Mother and Child Ghost ran out of flesh and blood to devour, they would gradually dissipate under the sun! No matter how formidable the Mother and Child Ghost were, they were still restricted by their