In that mysterious realm thousands of miles away, resembling a forbidden zone left over from the dawn of chaos, an ancient and terrifying aura permeated the air. Fierce gales raged like a mad, angry dragon, their roars sounding like rolling thunder that shook the heavens and the earth. Wherever the violent winds passed, it was as if thousands of resentful spirits were wailing in agony, their shrill cries piercing straight into the human heart like sharp bone splinters, making one's hair stand on end and the very soul tremble.
On both sides of the grand avenue, ancient trees towered into the sky like ferocious giant beasts crawling out of the nether hell. Their branches stretched out wildly, baring fangs and brandishing claws, each one seeming to possess an evil soul and emitting a soul-chilling aura. Those branches were like the sharp talons of a demon, poised and ready to break free from the shackles of some mysterious force and ruthlessly drag passing travelers down into the endless dark abyss, plunging them into the eternal suffering of purgatory.
"Achoo!" Du Bufan, who was trudging forward with great difficulty along this gloomy avenue, suddenly let out a sneeze. In this deathly quiet atmosphere, the sound was as booming and resonant as a great bell, its echoes reverberating all around. This sudden noise startled a flock of Evil Crows lying dormant in the shadows. The crows croaked noisily, breaking the momentary tranquility like a movement of death played in the darkne…
Chapter 60