In the scene, in the Old Mansion's front courtyard.
Just as Dai Mubai had deduced, Zhu Zhuqing and Liu Erlong had noticed it too.
"Teacher Erlong, we can't keep waiting like this."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was hoarse. "If we keep wasting time here, we'll collapse before the ghosts inside even attack."
Liu Erlong glanced at Bo Saixi, who stood nearby.
Bo Saixi's brow was slightly furrowed, and the Sea God Scepter in her hand emitted an extremely faint blue glow.
For the past four hours, she had been trying to probe the black fog surrounding the Old Mansion with her spiritual power.
She was searching for even the slightest opening through which they could escape.
But the results left her utterly hopeless. The black fog was like a bottomless abyss. The moment her spiritual power entered it, it was swallowed and severed.
Still, Bo Saixi was in no hurry.
As a Level 99 Limit Douluo, her body had long since been transformed by her immense soul power into something approaching a demigod's.
Her vitality was so tenacious that she could survive without food.
Never mind staying a few days-even if she sat here for decades without eating or drinking, living until she died of old age, her bodily functions would remain perfectly intact.
Her confidence as a Limit Douluo allowed her to watch dispassionately and wait for an opportunity to break the stalemate.
Elsewhere, Ghost Douluo sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating with his eyes closed.
A Titled Douluo's constitution was equally formidable.
The wound where his left shoulder had been severed had completely stopped bleeding, sealed by his soul power.
Just as the front courtyard fell deathly silent and despair began spreading through Zhu Zhuqing's and Liu Erlong's hearts-
Vrrr, rumble!
An extremely dull mechanical engine noise suddenly pierced