A smile appeared behind the veil on Ling Xiao's brow and eyes, "You're quite cautious, alright."
The two agreed and immediately didn't hesitate, transforming into streaks of light, heading toward the valley entrance.
The closer they got, the denser the cold, dark, insane, and despairing aura became.
Ordinary spiritual energy had been completely repelled here, with purple-black mist threads permeating the air, like living creatures infiltrating every possible opening into living beings.
Xu Guang focused his mind, the phantom of the Five Emperors' Divine Form appeared behind him, the Five-Colored Divine Light swirling, transforming into a thin chaotic-colored shield that enveloped himself and General Wei.
As the purple-black mist threads touched the shield, they made a "sizzling" sound, like water droplets falling onto a red-hot iron plate, rapidly evaporating and purifying.
Meanwhile, some purely dark Demonic Thought Power was silently absorbed by the Demonic Thought Coral.
