C58 End of the Misty Bridge

Two more Prehistoric Tempest had been cast. The fog had dissipated to more than half its original size, and Lin Xi could even see the entire width of the bridge.

As the Great Desolate Storm swept over them, the dissipation of the mist was advantageous for Lin Xi. The main thing was that her vision was clear, but the other things on the bridge didn't feel that way.

Ah!" It was sunlight! "Quick