Kapitel 563: Chapter 59: I Am a Genuine Sword Immortal

Although it was a dimly lit night, the dense fog rolled in like waves, clearly visible.

The Annan Army cultivators responsible for sealing off the village acted immediately upon receiving their orders, their swords carrying them high into the air. But the speed of the fog was even faster: one second it seemed a distant threat, the next it had rapidly engulfed them.

The slower Military Mansion Cultivators were swept up by the thick fog below, their figures vanishing in an instant.

Atop the hill, in front of the solitary grave, everyone's expression was solemn as they stared at the approaching fog.

They were too close to the fog to have time to escape, and in an instant, they were completely enveloped.

Only Chen Lingyun realized that this fog was actually an extremely abundant Yin energy—surely originating from some secret realm related to ghosts.

This time, it's my turn.