On the other side, right after Wu You left the stronghold, he flew rapidly toward Wang Qi and the other two.

His figure weaved through the increasingly thick fog, moving so fast that a sizable tear was torn in the fog behind him.

At the same time, Wu You would occasionally unleash a few sword flashes with the black longsword in his hand.

The sword light disappeared into the dense darkness, and then the Sword Canon issued a reminder.

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However, Wu You also noticed some strange phenomena along the way.

Is it because the fog seems unusually thick today?

He checked the tide forecast before he came out, and it seems that it's not the time for the Dark Fog Tide yet.

Meanwhile, he only found some scattered corpses along the way, and did not encounter the so-called corpse tide.

Even the zombie species that usually roamed the danger zone in groups had disappeared without a trace.

"Could it be that all these zombie species have been gathered together?"

"Were they those ninth and tenth-tier corpse species who broke through the forbidden zone boundaries?"

Wu You's silver eyes narrowed slightly, and the starlight within them slowed its flow a little.

There is a strict hierarchy among the different types of corpses, with lower-ranking corpses completely controlled by higher-ranking corpses.

The last time the zombies in these danger zones disappeared en masse was because he cleared out too many at once, causing them to retreat back into the restricted area.

Before this, however, he had not gone on a killing spree; he had simply taken over two Class A danger zones.

It shouldn't affect the overall distribution density of corpses in the area.

This can only mean that a higher-ranking zombie species issued certain orders to these lower-ranking zombie species, causing them to gather together!

But Wu You didn't dwell on it further; he simply continued to increase his speed.

If all those corpses were gathered together, where would they be?

Wu You didn't know either.

But Wu You believed that anything that could chase after Wang Qi and his companion must be extraordinary!

Perhaps the other party can give me some hints?

Thinking of this, Wu You felt a surge of warmth, and a warm power flowed from his heart, circulating around his body before forming a slowly flowing, silvery-white halo behind his head.

It is indeed the True Yang Ring.

The halo swirled quietly behind his head, its pure silvery-white light shining like a small lamp in the increasingly thick fog, illuminating a small area around him.

With the blessing of the True Yang Ring, Wu You's speed increased once again.

. . .

On the other side, Wang Qi and Gongsun Baizhan were running as fast as they could.

Among them, Wang Qi was in good condition; having already broken through to the sixth rank, his stamina was significantly better than Gongsun Baizhan's.

However, because he was leading the way and had to throw out his blue flame spear from time to time to clear the path ahead, and because he had to coordinate with Gongsun Baizhan, the two maintained a relatively close distance.

But now, Wang Qi was already panting heavily, with a faint bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, and the sweat on his forehead had been dried layer by layer by the high temperature of the blue flames on his body.

Constantly throwing blue flame spears to clear a path consumes a lot of energy.

Even so, Wang Qi continued to throw blue fire spears without any hesitation, maintaining a relatively fast pace of advance.

This is enough to show how afraid Wang Qi is of being caught up by the thing behind him.

However, compared to Wang Qi, Gongsun Baizhan, who has not yet broken through to the sixth rank, is in an even worse situation.

He was already exhausted, and his running speed was decreasing uncontrollably.

Blood kept seeping from the corners of his mouth, dripping down his chin and leaving dark red bloodstains on the ground behind him.

Wang Qi sensed that Gongsun Baizhan's speed was decreasing behind him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He glanced back, then unconsciously slowed his pace: "Old Sun, hang in there!"

"Hold on for another ten minutes or so, and we'll be able to see the outpost!"

Gongsun Baizhan, however, showed no joy upon hearing this.

He coughed up a few more mouthfuls of bloody foam, then swallowed them back down: "Cough cough, Old Wang..."

"Didn't you notice...?"

"Is the surrounding fog now abnormally thick?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qi realized something, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"The Dark Mist Tide is here? How is that possible!"

"Didn't we check the forecast before we came out?"

"Shouldn't there still be at least two hours left!"

Then, he threw a blue flame spear forward, shattering a fifth-tier corpse that was blocking his way, and took a moment to glance at the mobile terminal on his wrist.

On the screen, a red cross and the words "No Signal" are displayed in the signal bar position.

All of this tells Wang Qi one thing—the Dark Fog Tide has arrived ahead of schedule!

Wang Qi whispered in disbelief, "It really is the Dark Mist Tide..."

Then he suddenly realized something and immediately stopped running.

In the dark fog and tides, a person's sense of direction will be affected!

The thick fog not only obscures vision, but it also subtly, silently, and imperceptibly distorts one's sense of direction!

He had always thought he was returning in the direction he came from.

Given the dense fog and the urgency of the situation, he didn't notice whether the surrounding terrain and location were the same as when he arrived.

Just now, after being reminded by Gongsun Baizhan, he realized that the Dark Mist Tide had arrived ahead of schedule and began to observe the surrounding terrain.

Now, the completely unfamiliar terrain and scenery around him told him that they hadn't been heading towards the stronghold! They had deviated from their original direction and arrived in an unknown place!

That's why Wang Qi gasped and stopped in his tracks when he realized this.

After Wang Qi stopped, Gongsun Baizhan behind him also stopped his already heavy steps and coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Wang Qi immediately walked quickly to Gongsun Baizhan's side, supporting him with one hand, while taking out a cigarette that Wu You had given him earlier with the other, lighting it with blue flames from his fingertips, and taking a puff.

White smoke rings rose slowly in the gray-black fog, then silently dissipated into the even thicker fog.

After exhaling a smoke ring, he looked around at the incredibly thick, almost pitch-black fog, and lowered his voice:

"Old Sun, I'm afraid we're in grave danger this time."

Gongsun Baizhan did not answer.

He used one hand to steady himself with his sword, while reaching into the pocket of his trench coat with the other—inside was a small, pure white sword with a warm, smooth feel.

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