This is an endless mountain range, entirely shrouded by a chaotic fog sea, and at this moment he is in a mountain forest, surrounded by various vegetation.
"Daoist Ye."
The Yin Sea Saint King groped forward and finally reached Ye Xuan's side.
"This chaotic fog sea is extremely peculiar, we cannot wander aimlessly; we must return to the mountain path." Ye Xuan said deeply.
Soon, five people regrouped, and although the fog sea was thick around, they could vaguely see each other's figures, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
"Had we known the Tianyuan Kingdom was so perilous, we should have withdrawn early." Yin Sea Saint King said coldly.
"Stop wasting words. Now we are all trapped in the chaotic fog sea, what's the use of saying this?" Dao Yun Saint King angrily rebuked.
"Dao Yun, you've obtained the most treasures, so of course, you don't care." Yin Sea Saint King, already dissatisfied with Dao Yun, scolded him angrily.
