In the ancient serene mountain range, within the dense, liquid-like black mist.
Prince Golden Soul, who was wearing a purple-gold robe and a white jade crown, held a crystal-clear long blade and led the way in the fog.
Behind him were more than two hundred experts and servants of the soul Race. They followed closely.
Buzzzzzz!
Prince Golden Soul casually slashed with his long saber. Instantly, an unparalleled force shot out. The thick black mist in front of him was cut open like seawater and surged to both sides.
"Your Highness, it looks like we'll be there in a few li at most!" The DI family's patriarch said in a deep voice as he felt the shock caused by the heart of darkness.
Although the ancient serene mountain range suppressed one's perception, the strange movements caused by the heart of darkness could be clearly transmitted to any place. They could feel it without deliberately sensing it.
"En!"