The normally low-key Li Min, suddenly belting out like that, undeniably indicated a serious problem.
However, at the very next moment, the hazy mist had once again transformed.
In just the span of a single breath, the view before their eyes became desolate and vague.
The fog seemed to instantly condense into white frost, plummeting the temperature of the entire space. Visibility dropped to zero as everything turned into a blanket of white.
This...
Shang Shiming, as one of the people involved, subconsciously felt that something was off but was nowhere as decisive as Li Min.
And in that slight hesitation, he quickly discovered an intense chill to the bone as the white frost surged like a tide.
By then, even if reluctantly, he realized the gravity of the situation.
"Get out first!"
He yelled sternly and rapidly started to rush outwards.
Yet as soon as he spoke, a sharp pain pierced through his chest, as if countless needles had suddenly appeared inside.
