Because of his great strength, Su Han felt the changes in the spiritual energy within the mist and instinctively woke up. It was just before dawn that he was the first to notice something was off about the mist.
As time went on and the sky grew brighter, the thickness of the mist became more apparent, with more and more people noticing its intensification. Even within the camp, there was a bit of unrest starting to appear.
The thickening mist caught everyone off guard, as many believed that the mist would gradually disperse over time and eventually return to the way the world used to be.
But now, such dense mist undoubtedly caused many to mentally break down.
"Tat tat tat"
The sound of hurried footsteps approached. Zhu Xiong, Yan Meiyu, and Gan Xinglei had almost immediately come to Su Han's side. If it weren't for Ye Kailing staying behind in the ring zone, she would likely be here as well.
"Su Han, the mist has thickened."
