Before long, three figures appeared outside Guishan County.
Su Qingyang gazed out at the expanse of white mist, his brows abruptly knitting together as a vast, boundless baleful aura, like a mighty ocean, rushed toward him.
The entirety of Guishan County seemed to have become an underworld hell.
Fang Baishi, standing beside him, looked at the billowing white mist. His body trembled slightly, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity rose within him.
"Benefactor, I..."
Before his words had fully left his mouth, his body suddenly went limp, and he fell stiffly to the ground. Great quantities of white mist surged up from underground like living creatures, completely engulfing him.
When the blanketing mist slowly dispersed, the spot where Fang Baishi had fallen was already empty. He had vanished without a trace.
"Master?"
Hua Xiaomeng's pupils contracted sharply. Her heart tightened as she instinctively looked toward Su Qingyang.
Su Qingyang's expression remained as still as an ancient well. He had just intended to intervene, but within the white mist, it seemed as though they had entered another space.
If he forcibly unleashed his power, the resulting spatial turbulence would instead directly shred Fang Baishi along with it.
However, he had imprinted several strands of Divine Ability power into Fang Baishi's mind. It should be more than enough for him to protect himself.
"So it came straight for him. Was it really that impatient?"
Su Qingyang smiled faintly. As Fang Baishi disappeared, vast amounts of white mist began rushing toward the two of them in layer upon layer.
"You wait outside."
With a sweep of his sleeve, he directly flung Hua Xiaomeng beyond the white mist.
Then he walked straight toward Guishan County. From afar, the surrounding white mist could be seen forming a vortex centered on him, already expanding to a