Inside the dense fog.
Several Blood Demon Clan members looked grim. They called out the name of their last companion, but received no response.
"Something happened to him!"
One Blood Demon Clan member darkened and wanted to go back to investigate, but an astonishing force blasted him away. Within the dense fog, streaks of blue rule power flickered.
Getting in was easy, but getting out was difficult. Although Hai Modong had fallen, the Holy Tower remained. The rule power it gave off formed a blockade that no second-stage Supreme could break through.
The Blood Demon Clan members looked at one another. Left with no choice, they continued toward the Holy Tower.
On the other side, Mu Qing was also observing the dense fog.
After entering, he found that the white mist was gone. He could see a thousand-meter-tall giant tower, with quite a few figures gathered outside the Holy Tower.
Just like outside Mist City before, there was one group from Death Hell and one from the Blood Demon Clan. Yet the atmosphere was clearly off. They regarded each other with hostility, as though they might erupt into a fierce battle at any moment.
There were only a dozen or so people on Death Hell's side, since Mu Qing had killed quite a few of them. The Blood Demon Clan, meanwhile, had gathered twenty people here.
Back in Mist City, the Death Hell experts had been somewhat stronger than the Blood Demon Clan, after all, their resistance to the Soul-Extinguishing Mist was higher.
But here, the enormous thousand-meter Holy Tower stood before them. The dense fog around it formed a barrier enclosing the Holy Tower, yet there was no Soul-Extinguishing Mist within, and no one was affected in any way.
With neither side's strength being hindered, Death Hell was clearly