In the world where the evening mist surged, it was not dead silent.
If he expanded his spiritual perception, he would discover it.
There were ants with low intelligence that could not be disturbed crawling.
There were also monsters that were driven by the fog.
There was also the sound of the wind blowing through the grass.
The sound of stones rolling.
The sound of blood dripping.
..
All these voices gathered together.
Only then did it form the complete Sunset Fog World.
The moment that oppressive feeling descended.
All the noise between heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared.
This world became the only silent domain.
Even the fog that was constantly surging.
It's like being frozen
It completely stopped flowing.
At this moment, it was as if the entire world had been paused.
Su Mo felt like he was a bug in amber.
He could not move at all.
Even if he had a powerful saint artifact like the Dream Weaving Carpet.
