Right after Xiao Ming realized what they were up against with the invasion of the demonic miasma and its effects on the three cultivators, chaos erupted.
It was as if a storm had been unleashed, with the thick, oppressive miasma poisoning the air and sending ripples of fear and madness through the cultivators.
The atmosphere became charged with dark energy, and it felt as though the entire world had shifted into a terrifying new reality.
"KILL!" A voice rang out from the chaos, filled with raw bloodlust.
A cultivator, his face twisted in rage, charged towards the three smirking figures that stood like an immovable wall amidst the turmoil.
His gaze was filled with murderous intent, and he thought to strike first before they could unleash any more of the miasma's power.
