"Damn it! Who is it?!" Wang Hao was both shocked and furious in his heart, quickly summoning his flying sword, and cautiously looking around.
However, no matter how his flying sword slashed, the thick mist remained undisturbed.
Not only that, but as time went on, the mist actually grew denser!
Wang Hao gradually felt a little dizzy, even the hand holding the flying sword started to tremble slightly.
Just as he was about to be driven mad by this endless thick fog.
"Crack—"
An extremely tiny cracking sound suddenly came from in front of him.
Then, the originally impregnable thick fog parted to the sides, revealing a gap just large enough for one person to pass through!
"Heaven helps me too!"
Seeing this, Wang Hao was overjoyed!
He thought it was his random attack that coincidentally destroyed the eye of this illusion array.
Without time to think, he quickly put away his flying sword and dashed out through that gap, rolling and crawling!
