C607 The legend of abyssal abyss

"Husband, look! It's getting thicker and thicker!"

Lin Chuyue was referring to the black mist above the lone island. The closer they got to the rift, the thicker the black mist.

Looking at the black mist that was like ink in the air, Lin Chuyue's brows knitted even deeper.

That suppressive, despairing, heart-wrenching bloodlust seemed to burst forth from within his body