164 A trip down memory lane
Dense white fog enveloped the area, and Chen Mu slowly walked through it.
Fear-filled screams and roars came from within the fog from time to time.
Occasionally, a few sturdy men would burst out of the thick fog, appearing before Chen Mu with their bodies covered in fresh wounds and blood, frantically attacking in terror and confusion.
Covered in Shell Soul, Chen Mu was unaffected by the life-draining dense fog, nor by the crazed men.
Yet, he was somewhat at a loss for a moment.
Running was futile.
Walking lacked direction.
"Where am I right now?" Chen Mu's face turned ugly.
He didn't know how long he had walked when suddenly the fog ahead began to thin.
His surroundings grew familiar, and Chen Mu abruptly looked up.
Tianyi Studio?!
"Since when?!" Chen Mu's pupils constricted suddenly.
He had clearly been outside at Bailang River, east of the city; he didn't know when he entered the town or how he arrived at this place.