Ahead, the scene changed abruptly.
It was no longer the gray death-fog that spread across the wilds, but a black mist as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, churning and surging.
Even with Lu Lin's eyesight, he found it difficult to pierce through this strange black fog and see what lay within.
What made his heart tremble even more was that the moment he drew even slightly close to the edge of the mist, warning signs rose in him, as though some indescribable great terror lay dormant in the depths of the fog.
"Where exactly does this black fog lead?"
Lu Lin stopped at the edge of the black fog and paced there, focusing as he gazed into the distance.
As far as his eyes could see, he could at most penetrate a little over a thousand meters. Deeper in was endless darkness rolling and surging. Now and then, vague shadowy outlines appeared and vanished within it, as if terrifying creatures were dwelling there.
"Danger!"
Two words surfaced clearly in his mind.
He slowly retreated, putting distance between himself and the black fog.
Then his gaze shifted and fell toward the right.
There, the outline of a majestic city stood towering!
It was similar in style to the castle he had encountered earlier, but far larger in scale, and its aura was even more magnificent.
Lu Lin restrained all his aura and, like a fallen leaf, silently crept closer in the direction of the city.
The city was indeed majestic, with towering gate towers and heavy walls, but the extent of its ruin was even worse than the castle from before.
The massive walls were covered in thick, bizarre vines, their color as dark as iron.
Apart from that, the entire city was deathly still. He could not