C23 Mist Divine Flood Dragon

In a space filled with greyish-black mist.

Ye Qingchen, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but a bone-piercing pain came from his body, forcing him to sit up.

"This is... Mist Heart Mountain's misty area?"

Looking at the greyish-black mist that filled the surrounding space, Ye Qingchen frowned