The mist lessened the effect of the Soul Suppression Array and also actively attacked the consciousness of the enemy.
"Not good! It turns out the male is actually well versed in the way of the soul" an alarmed Zhou Cui exclaimed as he felt the effect of the mist descend on his dao soul.
Xiao Ming wore a frown on his face after seeing that even the Ancient Dao Body looked ineffective here as it could no longer meld into the environment that had been pervaded by the mist. It appeared his cultivation level limited the potential of the physique.
Also, the fact was that he had underestimated the enemy but he still did not feel the latent threat of death in his heart which meant he had yet to fall into dire straits.
"YIN YANG SWORD INTENT!"
