C44 white misty dragon (1/2)
The moment this white mist seeped out a bit of it, Ye Tian felt his heart jump. It wasn't just him, even the eyes of the Demon Prince, Demon Princess, Xia Yilong and the white clothed man who was with Xia Yudie instantly turned incomparably heavy.
Their gazes simultaneously turned towards a certain direction in the small world.
However, the white mist was very strange, and no one could see it, but Ye Tian and the others could sense a sense of danger in their hearts, and as time passed, the sense of danger became more intense.
After a few breaths of time, almost all of the cultivators in the small world began to feel uneasy.
”Why do I feel like I'm being watched by something? I feel like my heart is beating very quickly.” Xia Yuhe whispered uneasily.
”We'd better get close to the center altar.” Ye Tian suggested.
Xia Yilong glanced at Ye Tian but did not object and nodded. Xia Yuhe had doubts in his heart, but he saw that both Ye Tian and Xia Yilong did not have any intent to say it out loud, nor did he ask any questions. He walked forward with the two of them to the place closest to the altar.
They also saw Xia Yilong, Demon Prince and the others coming closer to the altar, trying to emulate him. Although they did not know why the strongest among them, Xia Yilong, wanted to do this, they still believed that doing this was the right choice, and this was the best decision.
The formless white mist continued to emerge from the ground at an increasing speed. Within a few breaths, it had formed a bright mist that surrounded the entire exterior of the small world and was slowly approaching where the cultivators were.
The bright fog was invisible, but the cultivators still felt their hearts beating faster and faster. As the fog approached them, their hearts felt faster and faster, as if their hearts would jump out at any moment.
Bang bang … Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang …
Ye Tian could clearly hear his own heartbeats, hear the heartbeats of others, and hear the breathing of the cultivators.
”There's something approaching us, but we can't see it …”
”That thing is about to approach us!”
”Ahh …”
Someone screamed miserably as white fog appeared from his body. He was swallowed up by the white fog. In an instant, not even his bones could remain.
”Not good, quickly enter the altar.”
”Whatever, it's still a crisis. At the very least, we can still see danger within the altar. Let's enter the altar.”
The heartbeat of the crowd had already reached the peak. That invisible danger caused them to be unable to calm down.
”Ahh …”
”No ….”
Miserable wails came from cultivators who were a little further away from the altar. At the same time their bodies emitted a large amount of white mist, their bodies disappeared, becoming nutrients for the mist.
When the remaining cultivators saw this horrifying scene, how could they dare to stay? One by one, without caring about anything else, they madly rushed towards the altar.
However, there were still a few cultivators who were stunned. They were too shocked and didn't rush into the altar. They were swallowed by the mist and turned into white mist.
”The heavens have blessed me, and I have finally survived.”
”What the hell is that thing? I can't believe I can't see it. It's so scary …”
”A demon that eats people without spitting out their bones, formless and formless …”
All of the cultivators still had lingering fear in their hearts, and their faces were filled with the joy of surviving a calamity.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!