"Damn it, how could there be such a foul stench?!"
Thousands of kilometers from Pading City, Shura Path could no longer endure the unbelievably foul stench. He was practically on the verge of vomiting.
With no other choice, he sealed his olfactory senses with energy needles before continuing on his way with an ugly expression.
But now, only a few hundred kilometers remained before Pading City.
At this distance, the bizarre stench was no longer merely affecting his sense of smell. It had even begun to affect his soul.
At this moment, Shura Path felt as though his Shura Hell had been soaked in a filthy ditch.
Countless treasured souls were all wailing in agony.
Shura Path was not the only one. White Emperor's expression was also extremely ugly.
Though its purification barrier had removed a considerable portion of the stench because of its mysophobia, at this distance, the stench was no longer merely affecting its olfactory senses. It had seeped into its soul, and White Emperor was almost going mad.
For the Heavenly Silkworm Clan, whose lives were saturated with mysophobia, this was simply more unbearable than death.
"Didn't your intelligence report say that this city was incredibly fragrant?! A place this foul shouldn't be somewhere our noble Heavenly Silkworm Clan ought to come. Even if I bathed in the finest incense for a thousand years, I'd never be able to forget this stench. Go on without me. I'm sorry, but I won't accompany you!"
White Emperor actually stopped on the spot and refused to take another step, no matter what.
Shura Path did not mind that White Emperor had stopped. According to the Fungus Fly's memories and intelligence, this place should indeed have been incredibly fragrant. So why was it so foul?
Just then.
A group of Fungus