C382 Survivor

"Finally, I survived…" Mu Guangyuan opened his eyes and saw the scattered armors around him. There was exhaustion, fear, and relief in his eyes.

It was too scary.

In the past three days, one fellow daoist after another had died in front of him. They were either dragged into the black fog or died after screaming miserably.

Mu Guangyuan was about to go crazy