Under the shroud of mist, everyone couldn't see their surroundings clearly. Feng Yuan squinted his eyes and swung the black sickle in his hand, the pitch-black flames wildly burning the rules around them, even the space twisted under the fire. Qi Chen and the others quickly gathered in the isolated area carved out by Feng Yuan.
"What on earth is this, it's peculiar, it actually works on you all."
Veronia looked at Agunas with an indescribable expression and spoke. She noticed that Agunas's ultimate move couldn't disperse the mist at all. The dense Power of Time brought by the mist was almost solidify, Agunas angrily took out a Golden Tome Page, but Feng Yuan stopped Agunas and said
"Don't use that move, since it's a means from outside the world, then use methods outside the world to handle it."
