"Is this meant to provoke us into slaughtering each other? That fellow Zhuo is vicious indeed."
Zhou Liangchen shuddered and turned to glare at the Zhou Family members. "Take both the Heart-Cleansing Pills and the Antidote Pills, and keep your mouths and noses tightly covered. If your heads start feeling muddled, tell me before it gets worse."
Chu Xisheng, meanwhile, wondered just what this blood mist was. Was its effect of turning people into mad dogs temporary or permanent?
And what was the instigator within the blood mist trying to achieve?
Was it merely to provoke everyone into losing their reason and slaughtering one another? Was this also connected to the Secret Realm Tokens failing?
Even as he pondered this, Chu Xisheng never lowered his guard. He and Zhou Liangchen stood on either side, guarding this corner like two iron gates.
The slaughter within the blood mist continued unabated, screams rising one after another.
Chu Xisheng could not make out what was happening deep within the blood mist. He could only roughly estimate that, from the moment the incident began until now, over a hundred people might already have died in the White Jade Plaza.
Especially during the twenty breaths after the blood mist burst out, many had been caught off guard and killed by those beside them.
Yet although the Ninth Rank Martial Cultivators in the plaza had suffered heavy losses, the fierce fighting within the blood mist only intensified. Weapons clashed everywhere, and shouts rose one after another.
Chu Xisheng's group could not remain uninvolved either.
Over the next few quarter-hours, people occasionally charged into this southeastern corner.
Without exception, their faces were flushed, veins bulged at the corners of their eyes, and they were utterly devoid of reason.
Chu Xisheng might also have been affected by the