Deep in the night, blue fog silently spread.
The entire city was empty, devoid of any sound.
Qin Ming was sweating on his forehead, as if he had entered a ghost city. Other than himself, there was not a single living being.
The Fire Spring was very abnormal, that rich blue color made one feel like sinking into it.
It was like the ghost fire in an old cemetery, equally eerie in its blue, silent and haunting.
Qin Ming's body tensed up, becoming extremely vigilant.
He couldn't understand, where had all the people in the city gone?
The entire city felt lifeless, making one feel very depressed.
Suddenly, Qin Ming felt something, turned around, and astonishingly discovered a dark shadow coming towards him through the heavy fog, without any concealment.
On the deserted street, faint footsteps could be heard, and the shadow moved quickly, reaching him in a blink.