"Yes" They all know the rules. Tie Mian is a close subordinate of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tianshui Empire. He is superior in terms of strength and wisdom, not to mention his position of power here.

They only had to be honest and obedient. Even though his legs were shaking badly, he still insisted on walking in.

Above the high tower, there is always a miasma so thick that it can suffocate giant objects at will.

The miasma under the tower is like a swamp. Whoever passes by here will be buried, and in the end they will not be able to escape the pain of being devoured and disappearing.

Tiemian followed them deeper, and they stepped into the miasma swamp and walked deeper step by step.

Slowly, these miasma swamps have swallowed up their bodies. Strangely, these miasma swamps did not crush them.

I saw a glass ball-like shield appearing on their heads.

The iron surface is horribly black, and wrapped in the miasma, it is like rust that has been smelling for thousands of years. It is ugly, but it is still alive.

When the Demon Horn Tribe who led the way reached this point, he could no longer walk. He felt as if iron had been injected into his legs, which were so heavy that every time he took a step forward, he could feel his heart being squeezed crazily.

"Sir, I can only take you here. If you have to go to the door, just follow the arrow on the ground. It will take you to your destination." The Demon Horn Tribe trembled, his face

He looked very panicked.

"What are you afraid of?" Tie Mian couldn't help but ask.
Chapter completed!