Chapter 6382 The Patrols
- Gwendolyn stood beside him. The icy divine radiance around her body stirred softly, forming a thin radiant barrier that kept the surrounding fog shut out.
- She stared into the thick, almost solid mist in front of them, and her brows drew tighter.
- "How do we get through? The fog's too thick. Spirit sense can't penetrate it at all, and those threads of spiritual force are strange."