Chapter 18: Poison
The group travelled to the mountain, taking breaks in clearings that are easier to defend.
"Hold!"
"Ngou?!" Yin Xiao stopped abruptly as those in front stopped. His forehooves raised up at the sudden command before he huffed as he stood upright again.
"What's going on?"
"Don't tell me there's another attack?!"
"Hey, what's going on upfront?"
The cultivators began murmuring while the magicians mixed in the group could feel the cold chill in the air, as if the breath of death itself blew towards them.
"Let's go see" She told Yin Xiao, stroking his the side of his face.
Yin Xiao huffed and strode to the front slipping through the various mounts that are disgruntled from the sudden stop.
There before her was a wall of mist as thick as the walls of the capital. Towering above them as if reaching the sky itself. Carcases of beasts and animals lay scattered where it touches. The mist, white as the clouds, was pulsing, as if breathing, whispering through the air secrets it holds. The ground is as baren as the desert despite it being in the middle of a forest.
Those around them began talking in confusion, murmurs aroused, since there wasn't supposed to be any mists at all.