Tap!
Su Tu plunged into the blood mist, his eyes instinctively scanning the surroundings.
The surrounding blood mist was thick, swirling like foam, with flickering shadows and eerie glimmers passing by, adding to the ominous atmosphere.
Fragmented sounds echoed around, low, hoarse, whispering, reaching straight to the heart, inexplicably inducing a chill.
If one stays here long enough, they will see the blood mist rise, and twisted words, enough to drive anyone insane, will emerge from the depths of one's gaze, causing the Heart and Spirit to plunge into madness.
Su Tu walked through the blood mist, his expression rarely serious; these whispers and words carried strong aggression, affecting even him to some extent.
It was as if invisible hands were stirring his emotions, trying to provoke his anger, murderous intent, and a series of negative emotions.
