But he quickly furrowed his brows, sensing sothing amiss.
"Hmm? Sothing’s wrong! Why hasn’t this white fog stopped?!"
A shock ran through him, and he abruptly raised his head, looking at the billowing white fog that was almost pressing against his face, his expression changing drastically!
With his countless millennia of experience here, these white fogs seed fierce, but once they crossed a certain invisible boundary, they would naturally dissipate.
It had always been this way for countless millennia, without the slightest change.
However, at this mont, the white fog blowing over had broken this tradition.
Boom—
A trendous sound accompanied the surging winds, beneath the giant waves of white fog resembling overturned stars, the figure of the Double-Pupil Taoist seed infinitesimally small!
"Not good!"
The heart of the Double-Pupil Taoist skipped a beat, avoiding the frontmost white fog as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, nimbly flying up, but at this mont, a ’wave crest’ suddenly slapped down, covering his figure entirely.
Whoosh—
The fierce wind blew past the body of the Double-Pupil Taoist, but it was like a sharp blade slicing through a phantom image in the water.
However, the face of the Double-Pupil Taoist instantly turned unsightly.
The white fog penetrated his body, countless tiny white sand particles faintly rging with parts of his body, then directly blowing the fused parts into the endless white fog.
At the sa ti, his perception of the surroundings plumted rapidly!
"I have to get out of here quickly!"
A heaviness settled in the heart of the Double-Pupil Taoist.
There were certain things, he hadn’t deceived those cultivators earlier.
This white fog was indeed the transformation of an immortal’s flesh.
And blood is the mother of flesh, flesh the abode of blood.
Perhaps because he was born of the immortal blood polluting the cultivators’ will, thus, once he ca into contact with these white sand particles, his own will would involuntarily rge with them. But this was not a good thing, for the rged parts then beca independent of his body.
For years, he had tried countless tis to enter the white fog area, but was always constrained by the influence of this white fog, having no choice but to give up.
As he knew, the white fog area was perilously mysterious, almost all the cultivators who ventured into the white fog area never ca back out.
So when he previously saw ’Ye Cangsheng’ flying out of the white fog area with that domain, his shock was understandable.
Feeling the increasingly formidable wind within the depths of the white fog, although the Double-Pupil Taoist was unaffected by the wind, his heart sank, and without hesitation, he turned around and began to fly gently in the direction of the Bone Seeds that he rembered.
The Bone Seeds were where the Immortal Bone was located, flesh and blood could not disturb its bone; as long as he escaped there, he could rely on the Bone Seeds to resist.
However, the immortal blood within his body had already separated and rged into the void, and he was in the white fog, thus, he had to drift and float in the white fog like an ordinary cultivator, rather than move with a thought as before.
His figure flickered, flying for an unknown duration, when he suddenly saw within the hazy white fog in the distance, vague flickers of starlight.
A rare trace of exhilaration rose within his heart.
He still couldn’t accelerate, so he could only continue flying forward.
When he finally saw a nearby star.
He abruptly paused.
Feeling sothing in his heart, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look back.
In the vast white fog, a black shadow wavered and stumbled, swaying as it flew towards him, getting closer and closer!
The Double-Pupil Taoist’s pupils contracted!
"They’re still alive?!"
Almost as soon as the thought arose, that black figure directly charged out from a thick fog!
A battered, teal-transparent protective shield enveloped the large bird and the domain completely. Though severely deford by the surrounding fog waves, almost shattering at any mont, it still persisted tenaciously.
’Ye Cangsheng’ sat cross-legged on the back of the large bird, tightly gripping the Wind-Driving Staff glowing with azure light like daylight, his face deathly pale!
Yet amidst that pallor, those increasingly bright eyes contained a trace of wild joy at narrowly escaping death.
His eyes shifted slightly, only to abruptly et the gaze of the Double-Pupil Taoist looking back in the distance!
At this mont, separated by the vast white fog, their gazes inevitably crossed once more!
But unlike before, the eyes of the Double-Pupil Taoist could no longer remain calm:
"Ye, Cang, Sheng!"
His tone was filled with anger at having his plans disrupted once again!
And in Wang Ba’s eyes, too, a fire of anger erged, having journeyed through death and finally erupting after being suppressed for so long:
"Fanming, charge!"
"Charge for !!!"
"Scree—"
Fanming cried out, flapping its wings!
Between the flowing golden double pupils, flickered ferocity and viciousness!
The surrounding fog waves barely supported the teal protective shield, pushing Fanming to sway and charge towards the Double-Pupil Taoist!
Like entering a battle unto death!
The storm surged!
The Double-Pupil Taoist looked at the oncoming figure, but his gaze couldn’t help but pass over Fanming and the Little Cang World, looking towards the deeper white fog at the rear, his expression changing.
There, a larger and more furious second wave of fog was brewing, surging forth!
"There’s still more! Why is this happening?! Could it really be that..."
The heart of the Double-Pupil Taoist filled with extre confusion.
And just as he was in doubt, Fanming had already grabbed the Little Cang World, crashing forward!
Whoosh—
The body of the Double-Pupil Taoist rippled like water, Fanming collided without making a sound, yet caused no harm to him at all.
The Double-Pupil Taoist turned around, looking at Fanming flying past, shaking his head, saying in a deep voice:
"It’s useless, as I said, you can’t harm at all..."
Yet he suddenly paused.
Fanming, who had flown past, had no intention of stopping for a decisive battle, flying away at high speed without looking back!
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