Luo Yunji looked at the wall of silk before him, then raised the Ice Bowl in his hands and pointed its rim at the barrier. A moment later, Ice Mist began billowing from the bowl, spreading faster and faster until it blotted out the sky and covered the earth. Even the two people standing side by side could no longer see each other.
People caught in the mist couldn't make out what was around them. But from high above, the vast expanse of pale, icy mist could be seen spreading outward, its reach utterly unimaginable—boundless was the only way to describe it.
The people in the mist suddenly felt something tighten around their waists. When they reached down to feel it, they found a Water Ribbon.
"Follow me!" Luo Yunji's voice came from within the Ice Mist. The others felt a little more at ease and followed him forward.
Unable to see in the dense mist and wary of the Ice Mist all around them, Tian Buyi and the others didn't dare speak. They could only rely on their instincts and follow the slight tug of the Water Ribbon.
In such an environment, their senses were dulled to the limit. Even their sense of time gradually grew hazy, until they couldn't remember how long they had been walking.
They kept putting one foot in front of the other, moving mechanically. There was no sound around them—not even their footsteps stirred a noise. It wasn't that there was no sound; their senses had gone numb, and they couldn't hear a thing.
It felt as though they would walk on forever, with no end in sight. They no longer held out any hope, merely lifting their feet and stepping forward on instinct.
After an unknown length of time, they found themselves at