Fang Yun rode the Sand Boat into the dense fog, a puzzled look appearing on his face.
Eel Thunder Emperor had said this fog was exceedingly strange, that bizarre things would appear and leave them trembling with fear, yet his journey had been perfectly smooth.
Aside from the fog being a little thicker and obscuring everyone else from view, it was no different from any ordinary heavy fog.
Fang Yun lowered his head and saw that there was no ground beneath the Sand Boat, only fog.
Could Mist Cliff have temporarily stopped working?
Before long, the fog ahead thinned. Fang Yun passed through it and reached a place with solid ground.
Eel Thunder Emperor and Ao Fen looked at Fang Yun and Yungen King with smiles.
"How was it?"
Yungen King said, still shaken, "We of the Cloud Race normally feel an affinity with fog. Who knew the journey would be so dangerous? Luckily, Boss Eel warned us beforehand. Still, as long as we get the treasure, it'll all be worth it."
Eel Thunder Emperor and Ao Fen turned to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun hesitated. "It was all right. Nothing particularly special."
"Good. You have composure." Both Eel Thunder Emperor and Ao Fen looked impressed.
Just then, miserable screams rang out from deep in the fog. The sound alone conjured the image of dozens of pigs kicking wildly beneath a butcher's knife.
Then the ground shook, and Emperor Xiangyi came charging out like a madman, covering his eyes with his enormous ears.
Emperor Xiangyi came too fast. Never mind Fang Yun-even Ao Fen, a True Dragon, could not stop him. All four could only step aside.
As Emperor Xiangyi passed him, Fang Yun reached out to pat his back, but he was running so fast that Fang Yun's hand landed