A thick fog was in the way; it was almost as thick as a wall. Hao Ren stopped, looking to the left and the right; the wall of fog stretched out from both sides into the far distance.
The dense fog had sealed off the town, and Hao Ren found no road ahead.
"This is probably the boundary of the town," Vivian said. She reached her hand into the thick fog; she immediately felt a strange, slippery and warm touch to her hand. "The mysterious realm has a limit. I think we have reached that limit."
"Why stop? Hurry up, hurry up—" Heimerwin said from the side as he was about to step into the fog. "Hurry up, hurry up, the devil may get away..."
"Can't you see the fog?" Hao Ren pointed to the fog wall in front of him. "I don't think it's a good idea to just go in like that."
