In the tranquil heavens and earth, not even a breath of wind could be felt. The rolling black fog, like an enormous and boundless python, constantly swirled and coiled.
Pollution was ubiquitous, and curses lay scattered everywhere.
If the spiritual power was below level 20, one would be incapable of correctly perceiving this world. All they would be able to see and detect would be bizarre, distortion images.
In some sense, the environment here was in itself the strongest defense.
Wei Cheng was currently at level 25 spiritual power. Coupled with the reignited spiritual flame, he was still able to remain lucid in this area.
Nevertheless, the power of pollution and curses was constantly eroding his physical body. Despite him having mana flowing all over his body, he could not avoid this corrosion