C452 Arriving at the mountain range of magical beasts

The red mist invaded the black clothed man's consciousness, and only then did the black clothed man realize that these Red Mist s were actually useless against his consciousness, and no matter how the black clothed man resisted, he was useless against them.

The black clothed man was already a cultivator of the Spirit Concentration State. The Sea of Consciousness at the center of his brows