Ye Chen stood at the center of the black fog, frowning.
Even though it was broad daylight, being engulfed in the fog made Ye Chen feel as if he had stepped into the night, with utter darkness before his eyes.
The fog carried a distinct, fishy stench, as if infused with a hint of sentience, crazily surging towards Ye Chen, the outsider.
"Is it poisonous?"
Ye Chen furrowed his brows, feeling a sensation on his skin akin to being corroded by poison, with a strange energy madly burrowing into his body through the pores all over his skin.
However, since Ye Chen had ascended to the Innate level, the power of the Undying Mysterious Technique became even more formidable. This bit of poisonous fog could not pose any effect on his robust physique.
Shesha and the black snake beside him seemed in their element within this mass of black fog, showing signs of enjoyment while their auras crazily surged. The damaged scales on the black snake's body even began to slowly heal.
