Devil’s Realm
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen was shocked. The black mist grew to swallow the entire area. Inside, his Dongxuan Aura had been throttled, and its effective radius had been brought down to a mere ten meters.
"What the h*ll is going on? Where am I?" Han Sen examined the area and stumbled towards the first building he could see.
Han Sen could not make out anything in that mist, but he could see this one building as clear as day. It was visible, and yet it must have been at least one hundred meters away.
Han Sen poked around his current vicinity, but he could not find anything worthwhile in the midst of that black fog.
"I should have waited for Xie Qing King and allowed him to take the spirit stone." Han Sen had gone for the spirit stone first to see whether or not Holy-Sword Emperor would obey him. The spirit had gleefully opted to kill himself, which unnerved Han Sen.