Deep inside the ancient ruins, the air was as heavy as stagnant water. A cold, damp aura mixed with an unknown smell of decay drifted into my nostrils, making me feel quite uncomfortable.
I squeezed Zhou Wan's hand, the sweat on my palm intertwining with her icy fingertips.
Jags of strange rock loomed all around us in the dim shadows, and from time to time, dripping and rustling sounds echoed through the space, as if countless pairs of eyes were secretly watching us, sending chills down our spines.
Chapter 120