Before reaching the area shrouded in God-Devouring Mist, Huo Hai approached with the utmost caution. Although he carried the Soul-Fixing Pearl, and it was one produced within this very mist, it should have possessed strong restraining effects against it.
Yet this was Huo Hai's first encounter with such terrifying God-Devouring Mist, so caution was paramount. As he carefully drew closer, he suddenly discovered that the mist within a hundred-meter radius centered on him had been forced away. No, it had not been dispersed—it was more like a glass dome had squeezed it outward.
"Sure enough, the rumors were right. The Soul-Fixing Pearl really can restrain the God-Devouring Mist." Huo Hai slowly stepped inside, remaining alert for every possible change. Before long, he had entered the mist.
"Huh? I never expected that even with the Soul-Fixing Pearl's protection, it still couldn't completely offset this power. Without sufficient strength, it really would be difficult to enter." Huo Hai could clearly sense an extremely peculiar force all around him.
This force was very similar in nature to the God-Devouring Mist, directly affecting a person's mind and soul. However, it was weaker and lacked the God-Devouring Mist's terrifying corrosive power. In Huo Hai's view, with a Soul-Fixing Pearl, even Spirit Emperor experts should be able to survive in such a vast expanse of God-Devouring Mist for a long time.
For a Spirit Venerable like himself, so long as he encountered no accidents, surviving here would not be a problem at all.
Unfortunately, he did not dare release his senses at all. Huo Hai could only see the hundred-meter area before him. If he dared spread out his senses, the God-Devouring Mist would definitely follow them and corrode its way in.
Fortunately, Huo Hai's cultivation was quite strong. By merely circulating a trace of spirit