Darkness was as thick as undiluted ink, and you could not see your own hand in front of your face. The sound of dripping water from the cave ceiling was infinitely magnified in the dead silence, hitting my nerves one drip at a time. I fumbled to my feet, my entire body aching; the fall had made me feel as though my internal organs had been displaced.
"Wan'er, are you alright?" I asked in a low voice, releasing a wisp of true qi that condensed into a small ball of light at my fingertips, illuminating a tiny patch of the surrounding area.
By the dim light, I saw Zhou Wan slowly pull herself up as well. She brushed the dust from her clothes, her face somewhat pale, but her tone remained steady. "I'm fine. This place... feels very strange."
Chapter 64