Without the slightest hesitation, we hurriedly backed away.
Master and Daoist Qingshan both dodged to the sides.
The two of them took cover behind separate trees.
The black mist that rippled outward remained utterly silent.
Like ripples on water, it spread at high speed.
Master and Daoist Qingshan used the trees as cover while we kept retreating, putting a safe distance between us and it.
At the same time, I shouted at the security guards:
"Back up, back up! You'll die!"
A few of the guards saw that something was wrong and hesitated.
Only five or six security guards who had just arrived still could not read the situation and had not seen our earlier battle.
They charged toward us despite themselves.
"Get down, all of you!"
"What are you doing?"
"Stop putting on this supernatural act." They wanted to keep us under control.
But the instant they came into contact with the black mist—
The guards who touched it rolled their eyes back without making a sound.
They collapsed on the spot, foam spilling from their mouths.
Streams of white vapor were directly sucked out of their bodies.
Their Three Fires had not been extinguished, but they were already in grave danger...
More than half of the other guards had already been affected by the Great Fiend Eye's hateful aura, leaving them uneasy and anxious.
Now, after seeing their companions collapse the moment they touched the black mist, they were all terrified.
Only then did they begin backing away with us.
"The black mist is poisonous!"
"Back up, back up!"
"Don't go over there..."
"..."
Even so, two more guards collapsed, foam coming from their mouths.
The white mist was sucked from their bodies. That was a person's vital yang energy; losing too much of it meant death.
Meanwhile,