"Huh? Big brother, look quickly, why is the mist over there red? It's like the sunset glow!"
A dozen people proceeded tens of miles forward, and Yan Muyu, sitting on Fang Bai's shoulder, suddenly raised her hand to point forward.
Although Yan Muyu only had a Foundation Establishment beginner cultivation level, the sharpness of her senses and perception was slightly stronger than that of the several Foundation Establishment perfection experts in this martial artist team.
"That... should be the Blood Pool River, right..."
Fang Bai looked ahead and answered with a smile.
"Yes! We call that red mist the 'blood mist.' And below the blood mist is the Blood Pool River that makes martial artists talk in fear!"
Yun Man explained, "Actually, the blood mist itself is not red; it only appears red from afar because of the reflection of the water in the Blood Pool River below."
