"Hmm? This mist..."
Su Shi'er cast a sidelong glance, his pupils suddenly contracting.
With just one look, he could tell that the mist drifting over from afar was anything but ordinary.
He murmured softly, but before he could finish, the mist abruptly accelerated and spread, swallowing his figure in an instant.
It was so fast that it gave him no chance to react.
Beneath the shroud of mist, Su Shi'er discovered in horror that neither his eyes nor his divine sense could penetrate the dense fog.
Within the mist.
The sound of wind rose, and blade after blade of wind raced through it from all directions.
Though invisible, the wind blades' killing intent was almost tangible. Su Shi'er felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, chills running down his back.
At such a critical moment, he did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.
True Yuan surged wildly within him, and the Cloud Root Void Ring around his wrist immediately activated in tandem with the Spatial Secret Law.
No matter where this mist had come from or who was targeting him,
finding a way to escape first could not possibly be wrong.
However.
As the Cloud Root Void Ring was activated by True Yuan and had just stirred up spatial fluctuations,
spatial power rippled through the mist like waves upon water.
This power did not belong to Su Shi'er at all, and it directly disrupted the Spatial Secret Law he had activated.
"This..."
Sensing the changes around him, Su Shi'er's expression grew increasingly grim.
He wanted to cast other spells, but his soul injuries were now severe, leaving him able to exert only twenty to thirty percent of his strength.
Yet against the wind blades' assault in the mist, that little strength was simply not