Jiang Zuo walked directly down the narrow path in the middle. Before long, he heard the voice speak again.
"Heh heh, wrong answer. The Array is activating. Crush everyone."
As the voice faded, the white Mist and black Mist began to roil. A terrifying aura emanated from the Mist, as if it intended to grind everything to dust.
This aura was exceptionally terrifying. A common Tier Eight cultivator would likely be crushed to death instantly.
Sensing the aura, the Spiritual Dragon trembled uncontrollably. It wanted to retreat, but its escape route had already vanished.
The black and white Mist had blocked the path behind it.
The Mist on both sides surged forward with even greater intensity.
It was panicking.
But when it looked at Jiang Zuo, it saw that he was completely expressionless, not even glancing at the Mist.
It didn't know why he was so confident, but based on his previous display of power, he probably couldn't withstand the rolling walls of Mist.
