Translator: CinderTL
The mist advanced with terrifying speed. Even as Mu Qing raced around the group, some members were still engulfed. In the blink of an eye, their flesh and blood were drained, leaving behind desiccated corpses.
Witnessing this, the killing intent in Mu Qing's eyes burned even brighter.
The overwhelming surge of emotion caused her eyes to glow scarlet, pushing her to the brink of losing control.
She fought to suppress her emotions, continuing to run and shield the group's advance.
Under her protection, after hours of frantic running, they finally broke through the domain barrier and emerged into the outside world.
By then, nearly a third of the team had been lost.
Her eyes, which had long been free of the uncontrolled state, were now completely crimson. Once she confirmed everyone was safe, she suddenly charged back into the mist.
She desperately needed to unleash her power.
If she remained outside and completely lost control, the warriors would be in grave danger.
Within the mist, Mu Qing let out a roar, her fists raining down in a frenzy.
The Mist Face watched Mu Qing from the shadows, initially having no intention of attacking.
But as it saw wraiths being slaughtered one after another within the mist, it could no longer restrain itself and reappeared before Mu Qing.
A nearly solidified mist hand collided with Mu Qing's fist.
In that instant, the Domain Field seemed to split into two worlds. The mist behind Mu Qing was completely dispersed by a violent gust of wind.
Now, a fierce glint flashed in Mu Qing's eyes. A jade-colored mist emanated from her body, pressing down on the surging Mist Sea as she advanced step by step.
Sensing Mu Qing's overwhelming power, the Mist Face showed extreme surprise.
It realized it had underestimated her strength.
Reluctantly, it gathered the Mist Sea into a humanoid form—a youth with purple hair and purple eyes.
When their fists collided again, spatial cracks flickered around them, and the barrier of the Domain Field trembled.
At that moment, Mu Qing let out a low growl. She seized the purple-haired youth by his hair, slammed him to the ground, and brought down her jade-misted fist with sudden force.
The earth trembled as the youth was driven into the ground by the impact.
The earth cracked open as Mu Qing tore it apart with her bare hands and lunged toward the purple-haired youth.
Realizing he was no match for her strength, the purple-haired youth decisively dodged. He tore through the earth from the side, emerged, and soared into the sky.
Mu Qing pursued relentlessly, shooting from the ground like an arrow toward the youth.
Her speed was overwhelming. Before the purple-haired youth could react, she seized his hair again and slammed him to the ground.
Boom!
The moment he hit the ground, Mu Qing's fist landed squarely on his face.
He was sent crashing back into the earth.
The pain in his face seemed to ignite the youth's fury. Gray energy surged from his body, enveloping him as he erupted from the ground and charged at Mu Qing.
In their brutal exchanges, Mu Qing remained protected by the jade-colored mist, her body untouched by any wounds.
The purple-haired youth, however, was already covered in scars, his chest even caved inward.
Faced with Mu Qing's relentless physical assault, the youth dissolved into mist and retreated abruptly before solidifying his form again.
Eerie purple light flickered in his eyes as he stared directly at Mu Qing.
Countless whispers and murmurs echoed in Mu Qing's mind.
But these mental bewitchment techniques were utterly ineffective against her raging fury, automatically nullified.
Mu Qing surged forward again.
Realizing his mental assault had failed, the purple-haired youth swiftly traced a spell trajectory. The space around Mu Qing suddenly tore open, forming a spatial cage around her.
Countless mist spikes materialized within the cage, piercing her body.
Mu Qing paid them no heed. The jade-colored mist surrounding her body formed an impenetrable defense.
Her fists pounded against the spatial rifts, shaking the very fabric of reality.
In her uncontrolled rage, Mu Qing resembled a prehistoric beast—unmatched and unstoppable.
As the jade-colored mist continuously seeped from her body, a vague, monstrous silhouette materialized behind her, radiating overwhelming pressure as it looked down upon all creation.
Then, Mu Qing reached her hand through a spatial rift.
The space-shattering force failed to harm her body in the slightest.
With brutal force, she tore her way through the void, step by step, emerging from the spatial cage.
Seeing this, terror flashed across the purple-haired youth's face.
At that moment, he gained a clear understanding of Mu Qing's physical strength, realizing he stood no chance against her. The battle had even made him feel the threat of death.
He immediately resolved to flee.
Without hesitation, he transformed into mist and shot toward the sky.