In Kongqiang Ridge, led by Yu Qing, Su Yuan and his party hurried forward.
The terrain here was rugged, with jagged rocks and dense vegetation. Various colors of miasma and all kinds of poisonous insects filled the surroundings.
The group arrived at a valley. While leading the way, Yu Qing pointed to a drifting patch of light green miasma and reminded them in a serious tone.
"Everyone, be cautious. This light green miasma is corrosive poison miasma, especially harmful to the flesh. We must avoid it and use Star Power to shield ourselves. If it touches your body, it can corrode a fist-sized piece of flesh within five seconds, leaving nothing but bones!"
Yang Song and Tian Bulue frowned deeply, their eyes reflecting a grave concern.
"Is this thin layer of miasma really that dangerous?" Wang Xudong raised an eyebrow skeptically, gathering Star Power to his fingertip.
Yang Song quickly warned, "Xudong, don't..."
"Boom!"
