"There's something wrong with this poisonous mist."
Qin Hao drew a breath and sensed how extraordinary the poisonous mist was. Not only did it block vision and suppress divine sense, it also contained extremely potent poison.
It could be put this way...
For half-step true gods of ordinary strength, never mind a handful—even dozens, hundreds, or thousands who rashly entered this poisonous mist would end up as food on the Black Demon Scorpion's plate!
"I don't even know where the Black Demon Scorpion is. This is trouble."
Qin Hao now understood somewhat why those three half-step true gods had been left half-dead the moment the poisonous mist enveloped them.
Although Qin Hao was in a much better position than those three half-step true gods, he was hardly well off. Within this poisonous mist, he could not distinguish directions at all, nor did he know where the Black Demon Scorpion was.
In other words.
The Black Demon Scorpion could attack Qin Hao without restraint, but Qin Hao could not attack the Black Demon Scorpion.
It was just like a domain!
Within this domain, the Black Demon Scorpion was the supreme god, while any enemy enveloped by it would have their senses obscured and be unable to bring their full strength to bear.
Not far from Qin Hao.
A young man who appeared to be in his early twenties also held a longsword. Dense chaos origin and divine strength surged around him as he resisted the poisonous mist with all his might. At the same time, he watched his surroundings with utmost vigilance, guarding against the Black Demon Scorpion that might appear at any moment.
Noticing the young man, Qin Hao narrowed his eyes.
At first glance, this young man seemed utterly unremarkable, yet he could withstand the poisonous mist. Those three