Chu Chen led the group of cultivators through the misty world for nearly two hours. After turning right, everyone had completely lost their sense of direction.
Apart from Chu Chen, no one knew where they were. As far as the eye could see, all they could see was a vast expanse of white.
In the misty world, apart from the endless chilly wind, there were also all kinds of heart-shaking mournful roars that could be heard from time to time.
Although no one asked how Chu Chen led everyone to explore and choose a direction in the misty world, everyone was very clear that Chu Chen's spiritual sense was incomparably strong and abnormal.
Even in this white world where his senses were sealed, he could still miraculously detect danger and lead everyone to take a detour.
Leading this group of cultivators, he avoided disaster time and time again.
Once, everyone even saw the terrifying silhouette of a thousand zhang tall giant in the thick fog. If it wasn't for Chu Chen predicting its movements, everyone would have collided with it in the fog.
Even when they heard the sound of its footsteps from afar, the group of cultivators felt that every step it took shook the heavens and earth, as if the earth was about to be torn apart!
What exactly was in this misty world?
No one knew, but all the cultivators knew that this place was absolutely dangerous. As long as they encountered the giant creatures in the fog once, there was no possibility of them going down again.
Chu Chen's expression was cold as he led everyone to constantly move left and right. They were like a group of ants avoiding a disaster that could come at any time.
Chu Chen was very clear that in this misty world, not only were there giant creatures dangerous, even a palm-sized red sparrow and a group of fingernail-sized golden-winged insects could easily annihilate everyone.
The range of other people's spiritual sense was several zhang, but when Chu Chen's soul scanned with all his strength, the range of his spiritual sense could reach up to two to three zhang. This was also the divine tool that allowed everyone to survive until now in this misty world.
"Chu Chen, can you put me down? I'm feeling better."
Chu Chen brought the group of cultivators to a huge black rock to rest for a while. Ye Man gently patted his shoulder and let him put her down.
Chu Chen slowly put Ye Man down. At this moment, Ye Man's face had a bit more colour. While they were escaping, Chu Chen had already given her some healing pills.
However, Chu Chen discovered that the pills were useless to her. Her body seemed to be unable to absorb the medicinal power.
Therefore, her recovery was completely dependent on her own self-healing ability.
The Primal Chaos Mithril Ancient Sword could actually heal itself?!
Who was this Ye Man?
The red-clothed Ye Man leaned on the black rock. She gently lifted the hair in front of her forehead, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face. Many cultivators began to salivate because of her.
"That's strange. She wasn't this beautiful before. How did she become so beautiful after getting injured?"
"Her lying posture is so seductive …"
A few hot-blooded young cultivators couldn't help but whisper to each other.
Ye Man was even more beautiful after getting injured. Chu Chen had already noticed this. This also proved his previous guess. Ye Man should've used some secret technique to hide her original appearance.
Now that she was injured, she no longer had the energy to maintain this secret technique. Therefore, she gradually revealed her original appearance.
Not only was her face breathtakingly beautiful, but her pair of snow-white legs had also grown a lot.
Her beauty carried an invasive nature. Although these young cultivators were eager to make a move, when her oppressive gaze moved over, these cultivators actually didn't dare to look directly at her.
At this moment, Chu Chen felt that this red-clothed big sister had an empress aura coming from her body.
Ye Man wasn't just beautiful. Her true identity was probably extremely noble.
"Are you really okay?"
Chu Chen asked in a low voice.
Ye Man nodded, indicating that she would be fine after resting for a bit.
Chu Chen finally relaxed and told everyone to rest on the black rock. His spirit sense couldn't detect anyone from the nine heavens within the range of his spirit sense.
Only then did the cultivators feel relieved.
They were all wiping their sweat and lying around the black rock, gasping for air like old dogs that were about to die.
Chu Chen didn't let them rest for too long. After an incense's time, he led them on the road again.
This time, Ye Man didn't let Chu Chen carry her. Instead, she insisted on using her own strength to walk side by side with Chu Chen. Although she still looked a bit haggard, her movements were completely able to keep up with Chu Chen.
Chu Chen flew as calmly as usual. Actually, he had been paying attention to Ye Man. Her condition wasn't stable.
She had a feeling that she would die at any moment.
She was clearly recovering, but Chu Chen sensed the aura of death on her?!
"Chu Chen."
Ye Man, who was flying side by side with him, suddenly turned her head and called out to him. Chu Chen froze for a moment. Could it be that he had been secretly looking at her and was discovered by her?
However, Ye Man's voice was obviously uneasy. It was like she had discovered something terrifying.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Chen's spirit sense didn't sense any danger approaching. He asked softly.
"We … we're missing a few people."
Ye Man's red dress was unusually conspicuous in the world of white fog. It was like a glaring signal of danger.
When she said this, not only did Chu Chen's expression change, the other cultivators also looked around in horror.
The cultivators flew together in the world of fog. They hadn't encountered any strange creatures or heard any movements. How could they suddenly lose people?
"Senior … Senior Martial Brother Lin is missing!"
A young female cultivator in pink woke up from a dream and discovered that her senior martial brother had disappeared into thin air.
The old cultivator with a broken arm also exclaimed, "Brother … Brother Ma is also missing. He was clearly behind me just now. How could he …"
All the cultivators turned pale with fright. How strange was this foggy world? How could a Spiritual River cultivator disappear into thin air while they were walking?
"There's a total of three people."
Chu Chen gestured for everyone to stop. Before he entered the world of fog, he had scanned everyone. Therefore, after Ye Man's reminder, he discovered that three cultivators were missing.
"It's very likely that they lost track of the group when they were at the back. Everyone, be careful. Try to stick together and follow closely. If you fall behind, no one will be able to turn back and save you."
Chu Chen coldly reminded everyone.
The disappearance of these three people was too strange. Chu Chen's expression didn't change, but he had been using his spirit sense to search for them. However, he couldn't find any traces of their existence, let alone their corpses.
"But Brother Ma, he …"
The old man with a broken arm wanted to say something, but his face was ashen. He forcibly suppressed his words.
This was because he was very clear that the cultivator with the surname Ma wasn't at the back of the group. Instead, he was like him, in the middle of the group.
However, at this time, he knew that telling the truth would only increase everyone's fear and uneasiness.
Chu Chen didn't say anything more. This strange world of fog was something he couldn't understand. Before he found the source of the problem, he could only remind everyone to be careful.
After he made a hand gesture, everyone went on their way again. This time, the cultivators didn't maintain the same distance as before. Almost all of them formed small groups of two or three and flew side by side.
In this world of fog, the cultivators who relied on each other knew that protecting others was also protecting themselves.
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