Nilla walked through the mist with firm steps, but inwardly she felt a growing irritation.
"What a pathetic place!" she muttered, her tone dripping with contempt. "This mist is nothing more than a cheap distraction. Who would dare test me like this?"
Despite her arrogance, the mist seemed to play with her, distorting the path and creating shadowy figures that appeared around her, whispering incomprehensible words.
She stopped, closing her eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath.
"Dao of Thunder: Heavenly Purification!"
A wave of golden lightning erupted from her body, illuminating the mist in a momentary flash. The shadowy figures retreated for a few seconds, but soon began to reappear, even more numerous.
"This is an insult!" Nilla shouted, her patience exhausted. "I have no time to play with cheap illusions!"
Suddenly, a deep voice echoed through the mist:
