Emerging from the dense forest, Lu Yu and Hu Zhan found themselves shaken by their near brush with death in the poisonous fog. Hu Zhan, still pale, held his breath; his face flushed red.
"Hey, relax. There's no need to hold your breath. You can breathe now."
"I can't help it," Hu Zhan admitted, fear lingering in his voice. "What if I inhale the poisonous fog?"
"Of course, you're not afraid. You've fused with a dragon body, granting you much greater physical resilience compared to mine."
After holding his breath for an agonizingly long time, Hu Zhan finally exhaled with a helpless sigh. "Alright, alright. I can't hold it any longer. But I have to admit, that halo you have is incredible. It really did isolate the fog from me."
"It's not just isolation," Lu Yu corrected. "It's actually a powerful healing halo."