Destined Martial Lord

Ye Fan looked at the white clad man and asked.    

"Hehe ?" However, the man in white revealed a gloomy smile, and said to Ye Fan in a low voice: "If we could have seen something in the black mist, then I wouldn't have been so terrified!"    

"What do you mean?"    

Ye Fan frowned, and asked suspiciously.    

To put it bluntly, we didn't encounter anything in the black fog. After entering it, we only felt endless coldness and fear." The only thing I saw was the scene of my own death! "AHH!" Too terrifying! "It's too scary!    

The man in white's body was already trembling, as if he had thought of something. He let out a low howl, and his hands clutched his head, revealing a painful expression.    

Ye Fan's brows slightly furrowed, the white clothed person seemed to have entered into some sort of illusion, as if he was deeply stuck within it and could not extricate himself, and now it seemed like he was about to collapse!    

"Wake up!"    

Ye Fan gave a low roar, and an intense force shook the air. The white-clothed person suddenly woke up, and was released from the state of sleep talking.    

"What happened to you just now?"    

Ye Fan asked the man in white.    

"It's nothing. Just thinking about the scene in the black fog, I couldn't help but sink into that state I was in earlier. I simply couldn't control it."    

The man in white spoke in a low voice.    

Ye Fan looked at the man in white, then looked at the black mist at the peak of the altar, and started to ponder about the relationship between the two.    

"Then how far did you guys go?"    

Ye Fan looked at the white clad man and asked.    

"In that black mist, there was no sense of direction or distance. There was no way to sense how far we had walked."    

The man in white shook his head.    

"Then how did you leave?"    

Ye Fan couldn't help but ask puzzledly. If he really didn't have a sense of direction and distance, wouldn't he have gotten lost after entering?    

"We left a man outside to pull the rope, and each of us had a rope tied around our waists to get in. After feeling it was difficult to get in, we followed the rope and walked out."    

The man in white answered softly.    

"Mm, I understand. I will keep my promise. You don't have to come in with me, but you can't leave yet. You have to help me look at the rope."    

Ye Fan glanced at the white clothed man, then took out a rope, and said while laughing.    

"Sure."    

The man in white agreed directly. As long as he was not allowed into the black fog, he would agree to anything.    

"Don't blame me for not believing you. You must eat a poison that I concocted. Only I can cure this poison, so it's best if you don't try anything funny."    

Ye Fan then took out a jade bottle from his bosom, and took out a black medicinal pill, placing it in front of the man in white.    

"Alright, I'll eat."    

The man in white naturally knew that Ye Fan would not trust him that easily, so he took the pill and swallowed it right in front of Ye Fan.    

"I'll be back in seven days. If I'm not back by then, you can pull the rope."    

Ye Fan instructed the man in white again.    

"Alright, I'll remember that."    

The man in white nodded.    

"Very well, in that case, I am relieved."    

Ye Fan smiled slightly, then took out a mask and put it on his face. He suspected that the man in white's injuries were all related to the black mist, so he prepared himself in advance.    

After calming his mind, Ye Fan walked into the black mist with large strides!    

Once he entered the range of the black mist, Ye Fan's heart suddenly thumped. Because the world within the black mist was completely pitch-black, he couldn't even see his fingers in front of him, not even a bit of basic light.    

This was a pure dark space!    

Even if he used his eye technique, Ye Fan's visibility was zero, because there was not even a trace of light here!    

No wonder the man in white had said that he would lose his sense of direction and distance once he entered the black fog. In this completely dark space, he couldn't see anything, which meant he wouldn't be able to sense distance and space at all.    

Ye Fan flipped his palm, and a Night Pearl appeared in his hand. In this pitch-black environment, the weak light that the Night Pearl emitted when he took it out was extremely dazzling. Ye Fan also needed to get used to it a little.    

However, even this weak light was like a sun in the night sky in this pitch black environment, illuminating the path ahead for Ye Fan.    

Beneath his feet was a road paved with bones. However, under the dark green radiance of the Night Pearls, it emitted a faint blue color, which seemed extremely terrifying.    

Using the faint light emitted by the Night Pearl, Ye Fan's visibility had already reached over twenty meters. In the outside world, this distance was nothing, but in this world, it was extremely valuable.    

After walking for nearly a hundred steps, Ye Fan was surprised to discover that the environment he was in seemed somewhat strange.    

The black mist originally enveloped the halfway point of the bone altar, so after entering the black mist, he should be moving upwards, but now, Ye Fan was surprised to discover that he was walking on flat ground!    

The terrain had changed!