The target of that Fog Demon seemed to be to dominate this Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice.
How could it not leave some tricks on it?
Taking it won't be easy.
A quarter of an hour later.
Under the tense watch of everyone, Xue Wanchong finally found the center of the Poison Mist.
There was where the Seven-Colored Mysterious Ice was located.
Lu Xiunian's lips curled up: "It's done!"
"It seems Xue Wanchong is indeed more skillful!"
"Such a terrifying Poison Mist, and he could persist for a quarter of an hour. It's truly unbelievable!"
He was very thankful.
For inviting Xue Wanchong, who had the bloodline of an Ancient Giant.
Otherwise, solving the trouble here would have been a distant dream.
Poof—
Suddenly.
The center of the Poison Mist erupted like a volcano.
A dense mass of Poison Mist, almost substantial in form, suddenly spewed out!
It was ten times thicker than the surrounding mist!
So dense it was frightening!
