After an unknown period of time, the fog had completely covered everyone. Even if they were face to face, they could not see each other at a distance of less than a meter. Only a blurry white shadow was left, almost blending into the fog.
Ye Xuan and the others finally understood why Wu Hai was so wary of the fog. They couldn't dispel the fog no matter what they did, not even a defensive barrier worked. They could only be wrapped inside it.
Fortunately, the mist wasn't harmful to the human body. Otherwise, it would have been even more troublesome.
No one dared to act rashly. They could not tell the direction in the first place, and now even more so. Their eyes had become decorations, and everything they saw was white. They could only rely on their ears to determine the location of others.
However, the sound was also affected by the thick fog. It was clearly near, but it felt very far away.