At the periphery of the Myriad Demon Realm, a certain demonic aura seemed to entwine, almost condensing into liquid form. As Ye Mo and the others stood within it, they could feel their own breath being drawn by this aura, as if it might burst out at any moment.
"These gray mists are the demonic aura congealed into form, perfect for the 'demon's cultivation."
Dantai Zanglian's face was solemn as she looked around at the surroundings, which was a pitch-black forest. The grayish demonic aura covering it significantly limited their perception.
"We must be cautious; every tree here might be a demonic tree, and there could even be ones at the Divine Venerate Realm. We have to be extremely careful with every step we take."
Li Xiuyuan advised.
Ye Mo was constantly activating the Eye of the Divine Beast, but the demonic aura was so strange that even the effectiveness of the Eye was greatly diminished.
