Mo Xie immediately moved from the ruins and into the sharp-looking mountain, as Mo Xie comes closer, the eerier it feels, like going into the mouth of the devil itself, but right now, Mo Xie needs whatever he could find, so long as there's hope that there will be something to help him, no matter how eerie it becomes,
Not just that, in the middle of Mo Xie's step, as he's a hundred meters away from the two pointed sword mountain, he stopped, the miasma's color changed from gooey green to dark purple: "This is a deadly miasma this time, a level higher even to potent poisons!"
Mo Xie immediately took a few steps back: "If I have poison resistance, then, It will be easy, but..."
The thickness of the miasma grew direr: "This is the end then." As he spoke, he took a few steps back.
But then, the ground shook, like a massive earthquake.
Mo Xie didn't feel quite right about it, he immediately dashed back.
