Visibility and qi sense inside the poisonous fog were extremely poor. It was as if the poisonous fog had obscured everything. One could only rely on what one could see within a fewer-than-ten-step radius and one’s instinct.
That was why Johan clenched his fist in anger.
“Fuck!! I didn't know that these toxic fogs were filled with scattered soul particles that interrupt a qi sense. It is no longer easy to find her in these poisonous fogs.”
Johan tracked Jo-mei with the hunting skills of the Dwarf Asura Tribe. Of course, all the way, there were often beasts and carnivorous plants appearing to clash with him.
Jo-mei could only run straight ahead without even thinking. She stumbled many times without noticing that she had become a foreign object and had been stared at from every direction.
Her face became paler and paler, and her consciousness started to become unstable.