The crevice closed as soon as it opened, fast like a stream cleaved apart, swiftly following the footsteps of Ning Fan and the others.
Feeling the relentless tide of resentment closely pursuing them, both Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu felt their hearts jumping to their throats.
The tide was less than three meters away from them, and at this pace, if they missed a step, both would certainly be engulfed.
"Sect Master is really too daring."
"Perhaps, this is what they call 'the braver the artist...'"
Ning Fan and the Man in the Black Mist led the charge at the forefront, working together to break through the tide of resentful entities, rapidly approaching the center of the passage.
Ahead, countless resentful entities spiraled and danced around, and looking around it seemed as if the world was filled only with endless resentful entities.
Just as Ning Fan was about to muster his strength to surge forward, the Man in the Black Mist suddenly cried out, "Watch out!"