Zuo Ming hugged Luo Zai tightly and said, "Brother, brother, then my damage transfer skill will be reserved for you!"

Luo chuckled憨厚ly, patted his chest, and said, "Brother, don't worry, as long as you're prepared beforehand, I can handle it!"

In the end, everyone except Yun Xinghe was willing to go into the fog and give it a try.

The team immediately began preparations. Yun Xinghe distributed dried fish to everyone to prevent the team from getting separated and running out of supplies. Ling Feng, Sun Zhi, and Li Duofu, the three archers, were responsible for buffing Luo Zai.

This time, the three archers didn't leave the group; instead, Luo Zai was allowed to leave. With Jiang Hao's +10 talent damage boost, Luo Zai's health quickly reached 12 million, and then Jiang Hao took over, carefully increasing his total health to 100 million.

Jiang Hao discovered that Luo Zai's talent had a flaw: the speed at which his health increased and recovered was relatively slow compared to his attack speed. If Jiang Hao attacked with all his might, he probably wouldn't even have time to recover Luo Zai's health before Jiang Hao had already killed him.

Jiang Hao, still not entirely reassured, then added another 300 million to Luo Zai's "status"!

When Luo Zai regained consciousness from his dizziness, Yun Xinghe quickly squeezed next to him and said, "Congratulations, you are the first living being to be attacked by the Lord of Hell and still escape death!"

Luo immediately puffed out his chest with pride.

Jiang Hao's lips twitched as he watched!

With everything prepared and arranged, the group mustered their courage and climbed into the enlarged poop-filled mouth.

Ahead lay a 100-kilometer stretch, almost entirely lined with Spirit Sun Trees that would actively attack anyone. Jiang Hao didn't have the strength to lead his team through it. So, he could only obediently let Little Shit carry them.

Fortunately, Little Shit doesn't eat monsters, so its breath doesn't have that pungent, foul smell. On the contrary, because it's a vegetarian, its breath has a slightly herbal fragrance, quite similar to the smell of Spirit Yang Wood.

Jiang Hao felt a blur before his eyes, and everything before him had changed. A swirling mist, over 30 meters high, stretched out before him like a tsunami. However, the mist seemed to have a defined boundary; despite its violent churning, it didn't spread beyond that boundary in the slightest.

Jiang Hao stared at the swirling mist before him, feeling as if a demon from the abyss was lurking within, also staring back at him.

Apart from Jiang Hao, the other team members were already trembling and unsteady on their feet when they crawled out of the little poop's mouth. They could only barely stand by supporting each other.

The crowd looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and hesitation.

Jiang Hao and Yun Xinghe exchanged a glance but said nothing. This final choice should belong to them.

After waiting for quite a while, everyone's eyes finally hardened again. They nodded to each other, and Luo took the lead, stepping into the mist. Following him were Fu Zigui, then Qiu Si and Zuo Ming, and finally Ling Feng, Sun Zhi, and Li Duofu.

Jiang Hao felt a surge of emotion. Their trembling legs revealed their fear, yet they didn't exchange a single word of encouragement before resolutely stepping into the unknown and terrifying world.

When you have a mission in your heart, all words become pale.

At that moment, Jiang Hao felt that they were his teammates, not people he needed to take care of.

Jiang Hao was very glad that he hadn't deprived them of their right to choose, because if he had, he would definitely be ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear right now.

Jiang Hao then stepped into the thick fog, followed by Yun Xinghe and finally Zhu Lin.

Little Shit watched them walk into the mist, its body suddenly shrinking to the size of an egg. It simply lay quietly on the snow, and the wind and snow quickly buried its body. Then it jumped out again, repeating this process over and over.

As they entered the fog, visibility decreased rapidly, reduced to a mere two meters. Jiang Hao couldn't even see Qiu Si and Zuo Ming clearly ahead.

A chill seeped through the magic shield and into his body, causing Jiang Hao to shiver involuntarily.

Yun Xinghe took out the rope he had prepared beforehand, first tied it around Luo Zai's waist, then wrapped it around Fu Zigui's waist, then left a large section around Jiang Hao, then the next teammate, and finally himself.

He positioned Luo Zai and Fu Zigui at the very front, so they could look after each other, while the other teammates formed a circle behind them. Zuo Ming and Zhu Lin were placed in the very center of the circle, so they could provide timely support in case of emergencies. He then had Zuo Ming lend his innate skill to Jiang Hao at the very front of the circle to protect against potential dangers from the sides and rear.

Jiang Hao's vision reopened, and his visibility reached 50 meters. Even if he only looked straight ahead, he could imprint the scenery within a 50-meter radius into his mind, just like having a panoramic map.

The surrounding ground was covered in solid ice, but it wasn't as smooth as regular ice. It looked more like a uniform layer of ice, seamlessly covering the ground. It looked quite strange.

Jiang Hao saw Luo Zai ten meters ahead, holding a shield aloft with both hands, the ropes tied around his waist hanging limply. Fu Zigui was nowhere to be seen. Jiang Hao hurriedly called out, "Fu Zigui, are you still there?"

Fu Zigui's voice came from behind Luo Zai: "I'm here, I'm right behind Luo Zai. But as soon as I turn invisible, my body automatically passes through, they can't hold me back."

Jiang Hao initially wanted to tell Fu Zigui to stop hiding so he wouldn't lose track of them. But then he thought that being invisible was the safest thing for him. So he said, "How about we play a number-calling game so we don't get separated? Let's start with Luo Zai calling out 'one,' and then we'll continue down the rope. Luo Zai calls out 'one,' and Zigui, you call out 'two,' okay?"

So, in the thick fog, in a place with no visibility whatsoever, the counting from one to ten began to ring out continuously.

They walked for over an hour without encountering any danger. After restoring Luo's "stats," Jiang Hao suggested everyone ride mounts. So, the team members began summoning their mounts, the Wind Tigers, one by one. The reason they didn't summon all the mounts at once was that Zhu Lin needed to cast a spell shield on each Wind Tiger individually. Even though Zhu Lin cast a spell shield on the Wind Tiger the moment it appeared, it still couldn't prevent the Wind Tiger from being frozen solid.

It wasn't until quite some time later that the ice crystals on the Shuofeng Tigers gradually melted, restoring their ability to move.

After Fu Zigui summoned his mount, he no longer became invisible. To prevent him from getting lost, Jiang Hao tied him to the front of him.

After running for more than ten hours, fatigue gradually set in, and the Northern Wind Tiger needed to rest. So everyone put away their mounts, ate some dried fish to replenish their energy, and walked north.

Of course, Luo's "status" was being updated every two hours without stopping.

Before entering the dense fog, the plan was to search for the legendary Spirit Yang Tree on the outskirts. However, after entering the fog, all visibility was lost, and no one knew how large the fog was or where they were now.

So they could only keep heading north.