C602 Evil and Aweinspiring

At that moment, the black mist enveloping Young Master Xia grew denser by the second, so much so that the Martial Cultivators below could feel its chilling presence.

Sunlight that fell upon the fog was eerily absorbed, casting a shadow over the entire battlefield as if the light itself had grown faint.

"What's happening? What is Young Master Xia up to?" a Martial Cultivator gasped in awe