Situ Jingyu was standing on a large spiritual artifact. The spiritual artifact they were using was just an ordinary one. It couldn't be small, and it didn't have much internal space. It could only carry about 1000 people at a time. Luckily, they had a lot of such large spiritual artifacts, so they didn't have to worry about not being able to carry disciples. Also, because of the large number, it looked very powerful.
But situ Jingyu wasn't in the mood to think about that. He was looking ahead. About a hundred miles ahead of them, the sky and the earth were completely blocked by a layer of gray mist. It was because of the mist that he felt so heavy.
Living in the gray fog were the biggest enemies of the blood sea realm-the Shadow Realm's Army. They were about to set up a defense line 50 miles ahead. For them, it might be a little dangerous, but it was also what they had always hoped for. They hoped to do their part to protect the entire blood sea realm.
