The dark green substance surged over Feng Fan's body, trying to swallow him whole. It blocked his vision and blurred his senses. The illusion array he was working to dismantle was forgotten in an instant as he forcefully circulated his cultivation technique to its limit to increase the performance of his spiritual qi vision.
Through his spiritual qi vision, he glanced behind. What he saw made his scalp prickle. The green fog wasn't moving alone. Thousands of cultists surged forward under its cover, attacking members of the Intergalactic Council.
The fog was terrifyingly intelligent; it could distinguish between friend and foe. Any enemy it touched melted away in mere seconds. Not even a peak Transcending Tribulation expert could survive within it for more than a few breaths. Flesh, bones, artifacts, and even souls dissolved into nothing.
