Zhang Yuanqing had never expected the "Dodder Garden," which required them to pass through quickly, and the "Dense Fog," which forbade movement, to trigger at the same time.
It was as if the goddess of fortune had heard the Stop-Killing Palace Lord's threat and was secretly taking revenge.
Without hesitation, he opened his Inventory and put on the azure gloves.
"Whooo~"
A gale spread outward from him in all directions, and the dense fog rolled and surged along with the airflow.
The fierce wind, powerful enough to bend tree trunks, blew for a long time, dispersing great swathes of fog. Yet more fog always flowed in to fill the gaps, as if it could never be blown away completely.
More than ten seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing stopped, his expression turning grave.
The Gale Gloves, specially designed to counter dense fog, had failed. This had never happened before. It meant the fog was of an extremely high grade, beyond the limits of Saint-grade items.
Damn it. You couldn't speak or move in the dense fog, but if he stood here like a wooden dummy, the danger in Dodder Garden would inevitably arrive. What should he do? Zhang Yuanqing panicked inwardly.
As the gale ceased, the fog returned to stillness, flowing quietly like a thin stream and drifting softly like gauze ribbons.
The surroundings were utterly silent, with visibility below one meter. Zhang Yuanqing could no longer see Princess Yinyao or the Stop-Killing Palace Lord. All around him was a boundless expanse of white fog.
He did not dare call out to them, nor did he dare "speak" through the unique methods of a Night Wanderer. Since speaking was forbidden in the dense fog, the "no speaking" rule in the employee handbook most likely meant that communication of any kind was prohibited.