The Spiritual Beasts lurking in the Black Mist numbered over a dozen. The fog was so dense that the crowd could only make out a dozen pairs of green and red pupils.
Suddenly, the Spiritual Beasts pounced, their claws, sharp as blades of wind, launched relentless and ferocious attacks on everyone within the icy Black Mist.
Luo Song cursed under his breath. Such Sixth to Seventh Rank Spiritual Beasts, he wouldn't normally take seriously, but now, immersed in the Black Mist, his Primordial Power was greatly affected, and any action taken would only deplete more of it.
Hong Mingyue also conjured her Primordial Power, but as soon as it began to gather, it rapidly dispersed.
Hong Mingyue was shocked; she had never encountered such a phenomenon before.
"Be careful, Ming Yue." Luo Song dodged in front of her, who was still bathing under the attack. With a wave of his palms, a gust of palm wind was directed towards the Thunder Wolf that was lunging to kill.
