"Master, it seems very dangerous up ahead. Should we continue?"
Tang Zhen looked at the road in front of him. That place was already dyed red with blood, and it continued to spread into the distance.
At the end of the broken path, there was a gray fog that shrouded everything.
The center of the entire city was in such a situation. The gray fog formed by the condensation of negative energy covered the sky and the earth.
Who knew how many people had died and how much resentment had been gathered to form such a terrifying gray sea of fog?
Indistinctly, there seemed to be a ghostly monster flashing by, and from time to time, there were wails.
Although they had not yet gotten close, everyone could be sure that the area shrouded in the gray fog was definitely extremely dangerous.
The middle-aged cultivator and the others were a little hesitant. They really hoped to stay in the current area and not go further into the center of the city.