Through the faint, grayish-black mist, Xu Qing could vaguely make out some indistinct figures and what seemed to be the simple, rural life of villagers.
However,
the entire atmosphere felt eerie. A village like this shouldn't just appear so abruptly in such a vast wilderness, and it was in the middle of nowhere.
Most importantly,
the entire village was shrouded in grayish-black mist. The villagers within were blurry, and it was impossible to tell if they were even truly human.
This in itself was abnormal.
The closer Xu Qing drew, the thicker the eerie atmosphere became.
"You two go scout ahead."
Xu Qing commanded.
"Yes."
"As you command."
After hearing Xu Qing's command, the Vajra Daoist Soldier and the Ice Daoist Soldier responded respectfully before entering the grayish-black mist, one after the other.
HUM!
Strange ripples spread out.
