"Rumble... rumble..."
But as the light of the restrictions within the Gray Mist flared, several already gravely wounded cultivators immediately burst into flames upon touching the restrictions inside.
Even so, the gravely wounded cultivators continued charging into the Gray Mist, one after another.
Seeing this, Mo Qingzhu instinctively tried to pull back the first cultivator to charge into the Gray Mist, but the moment he reached out, Qu Chao Ci slapped his hand back with a smack.
Then Qu Chao Ci shot Mo Qingzhu a glare and said:
"You can't save him!"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Mo Qingzhu immediately sighed and said:
"Yes, I... I acted rashly."
Xu Taiping spoke up then as well:
"Even if they make it inside, the power of the restrictions in the Gray Mist will burn them to ashes in the end."
Mo Qingzhu nodded slightly, giving up all thought of saving them.
"Boom!"
Just then, an arm covered in rotting flesh suddenly thrust into the Gray Mist, seized one cultivator by the neck, and forcibly dragged him back out.
Next, two more slender arms covered in rotting flesh reached inside, dragging the other cultivators back out one after another.
Through the thin veil of Gray Mist before them, everyone could see several Rotting Corpse-level Blightbones ravenously gnawing on those cultivators' bodies.
They could also see something else.
More Blightbones were roaming the sacred grounds.
Xu Taiping drew a deep breath and strode straight out of the Gray Mist, telling the others behind him:
"Judging by what just happened, the World-Deceiving Divine Intent on us still works against the Blightbones on the first layer."
Hearing this, the others all inwardly sighed in relief and followed Xu Taiping out of the Gray Mist.
"Boom...!"
Almost the instant they emerged from the Gray Mist, a