Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Zhou Xian could not hold back his urge to try it out after he had just grasped the power to control the black fog. However, looking at this Shadow Island shrouded in haze, all he could see were wandering undead spirits.

Gwen was surrounded by a mysterious holy haze, which dissipated like melting snow as soon as it got close to her. Yorick had been living with the water of life for many years and had developed resistance to the breath of death, so the black mist could not cause any ripples when it was entangled with him.

The rest were either the initiators of this disaster or were immune to the black fog for various reasons, which made Zhou Xian's enthusiasm for experiments fall into an icy cave.

"Why not wait until Soul Devouring Night to try out the power of this black fog?" Zhou Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, and a burning desire for exploration rose in his eyes, but in an instant he frowned again, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the hem of his sleeves. Although Soul Devouring Night is an excellent trial field, it is still some time before that day.

What's more, Rune Continent was full of powerful people, who knew if he would bump into a big guy passing by on the road? If he was regarded as the culprit of the black fog, with his little skills, he would probably be crushed to ashes without even a chance to defend himself.

This place is definitely not comparable to the Yulan Continent. Zhou Xian secretly estimated that the number of god-level powerhouses in the Rune Continent was probably far beyond imagination, and there were no less than ten ancient demigods alone. Although these demigods were called demigods, the destructive power that burst out from their gestures was enough to rival the god-level powerhouses of the Yulan Continent.

Not to mention those mysterious star spirits that descended from the starry sky, and the transcendent beings that can create stars with supreme power. Their strength is unfathomable, and each of them is a terrifying existence that can subvert the order of heaven and earth. With his current strength, he is nothing more than an ant in front of such strong men.

"It's better to keep a low profile. If that purple-skinned bald guy mistakes me for Viego's henchmen, I'll be in big trouble."

Zhou Xian subconsciously shrank his neck, his Adam's apple twitching nervously. The figure with a strange purple glow all over his body and a bright light on his head could not be shaken off his mind, as if he would break through the void and appear in front of him in the next second. His originally restless desire to explore was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and he even felt that the black mist wrapped around his fingertips became colder and colder, as if it would bring about a catastrophic disaster at any time.

He didn't want to experience the power of runes. That kind of power that could destroy the world was no joke. The reason why Shadow Island was in this state today was because of a trace of power emitted by the runes. The birth of the Water of Life was also inextricably linked to it.

"This Rune Continent seems like a bottomless treasure house filled with treasures." Zhou Xian's throat moved slightly, and a ripple appeared in his eyes. His thoughts were like a wild horse running away, and pieces of equipment engraved with ancient patterns flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

The Bloodthirster Sword was always accompanied by a scarlet storm every time it was unsheathed; the Banshee Veil was able to block devastating attacks with just a layer of dark blue barrier. These equipments were so powerful that it would be an understatement to call them divine weapons. Some of them even made him doubt whether their power was enough to compete with the main divine weapon of Yulan Continent.

"Once things here are settled, I will definitely go to the mainland to explore the world."

Zhou Xian's eyes were burning with a desire for knowledge, and the light of runes seemed to be dancing in his pupils. Those legendary artifacts were not only a symbol of powerful strength to him, but also the key to open the door to the mysterious laws. Every piece of equipment on this rune continent was like a book engraved with the mysteries of the universe.

He couldn't wait to disassemble the structure of these artifacts and explore the trajectory of the operation of the power of rules within them, perhaps gaining a glimpse of the path of cultivation that transcends current cognition.

As for why the Rune Continent and the Panlong World intersect and connect, Zhou Xian has already temporarily put this question behind him. In his opinion, the secrets behind this are as deep as the abyss. With his current strength and vision, he is just an ant peeping at the sky. Instead of wasting his mind on unsolvable puzzles, it is better to focus on the power that can be touched in front of him - those artifacts that flow with mysterious laws, the treacherous black fog and the water of life are the key to his breakthrough. After all, in a world where the strong are respected, only by standing at a higher level can one be qualified to touch the corners of the truth. Just as Zhou Xian was immersed in the maze of thoughts, a faint wave, like a thin needle, suddenly pierced his perception. After understanding a trace of the rules contained in the black fog, his mental power was already able to attach to the black fog.

At this time, the spiritual power attached to the black fog was transmitting abnormal information. Zhou Xian was slightly startled, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Huh? Someone actually rashly stepped into Shadow Island?"

Shadow Island has always been a forbidden place shrouded in fear and death, and all living people avoid it. But now, someone has stepped into it regardless of life and death. This unexpected situation instantly aroused Zhou Xian's interest, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

In his opinion, there are only two types of people who dare to set foot in this gloomy area: one is the powerful and fearless person who is confident that he can escape unscathed from this dangerous place; the other is the ignorant and fearless fool who is completely unaware of the horror lurking in the Shadow Island and just regards it as an ordinary place, not knowing that once he sets foot here, he is dancing with death.

“I don’t know what purpose this group of people has in coming to the Shadow Isles.”

Zhou Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, as sharp as an eagle's, and the mental power attached to the black fog kept transmitting new information. He was even more confused when he realized that he was not alone but a team of dozens of people who entered Shadow Island.

The aura of one of them was indescribably strange, with a human breath mixed with the breath of monsters from Shadow Island, while the rest were mostly just ordinary people without any special powers.

"interesting."

Zhou Xian gently stroked his chin with his fingers, his eyes sparkling with curiosity, and his desire to explore was burning like a flame. Driven by this strong curiosity, he reached out and grabbed Gwen's sleeve without thinking, and regardless of whether she was willing or not, he dragged her towards the shore.

Zhou Xian tapped his toes lightly, and his figure darted through the black fog like a ghost. The black fog around him seemed to have life, swirling and entwining, perfectly matching his movements. Gwen followed closely behind, and the holy haze and the black fog collided with each other, making a slight hissing sound. The two of them were like two illusory shadows, moving freely in the thick, inky fog.

Every time they moved and turned, they seemed to merge with the darkness of Shadow Island. But in the blink of an eye, they had reached the shore, and the pervasive black fog slowly dissipated in front of them, revealing the mysterious team not far away.

"Hurry up! If we delay Lord Spider from enjoying his meal, none of us will have a good life!" A charming and majestic voice came from the boat moored on the shore. The voice echoed in the dead silence of Shadow Island, like a sharp blade that abruptly cut through the thick silence, appearing particularly abrupt. The owner of the voice seemed a little impatient, with a rising tone, and the ending tone was unquestionably fierce, making the surrounding air seem to tremble.

(End of this chapter)