Mist Ridge has no sun, moon, or stars; daytime is just a hazy gray, and nighttime is even darker. Instead, some luminous plants within the forest bring quite a bit of light.
Accompanied by the sounds of eerie ghostly wails, the entire White Bird City was wrapped in a gray wind; it looked like a floating island, speeding across the sky.
"Why are we fleeing again?"
Xu Gui looked at the quickly retreating grassland below and turned to Chen Mu with confusion.
Just a few strange Black Wind Demons, is it worth fleeing overnight?
"Better safe than sorry." Chen Mu's face was serious.
As soon as someone went missing, detecting a potential danger, he immediately dragged White Bird City to flee.
"Initially, it might have been just a few odd Black Wind Demons, with a few people mysteriously disappearing, and no one cared."
"But what if one day, these few Black Wind Demons turn into a large group?"
"If a few experts like Qin Yisheng come along, we wouldn't even be able to escape!"
