Ghost King had also realized the situation he was in, and the fear of death left his expression looking far from good.
Just as the black fog squeezed the two of them until they were nearly out of room to survive, their vision suddenly brightened. When their eyes adjusted a little and they opened them to look, they found the surroundings packed with people.
"Why did you run away from home again without a word!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Luo Yunji whipped his head around and saw that it really was Fourth Senior Brother He Dazhi!
"Fourth Senior Brother! I missed you so much!" Having survived calamity, Luo Yunji was so excited that he threw himself straight at He Dazhi and knocked him down.
But a muffled groan immediately followed, along with the sound of someone coughing blood, instantly drawing Luo Yunji's attention away.
"Xiaohuan!" Luo Yunji looked toward the sound and found that the person coughing blood was Xiaohuan, who was being held in an old man's arms. Someone who should not have been here had actually appeared before his eyes.
"You..." Luo Yunji also noticed Zhou Yixian's presence.
"Isn't it all because of you!" He Dazhi lightly rapped Luo Yunji on the head, then pushed him away and walked over to Xiaohuan to check her injuries.
"Th-that..." Xiaohuan raised a trembling hand and pointed somewhere.
Everyone followed her gaze and saw, amid the illusory image, black mist coiling below it, and a giant claw so enormous its full shape could not be seen was pressing straight toward them.
The reason Xiaohuan had coughed blood earlier was that she had been shaken by its terrifying might.
Seeing the giant claw whose full form could not be seen rapidly closing in on them, Luo Yunji hurriedly shouted, "Quick, close the