Chapter 270

: Searching for the Shield in the Dry Well and the Eve of the Final Battle Without a moment of hesitation, Lin Yu and the Mysterious Traveler plunged swiftly down the rope hanging into the dry well like a pair of agile night owls. Inside, the darkness was as thick as ink, deep enough to seem as though it led to an endless nether abyss. A pungent, rotting stench intertwined with hair-raising energy fluctuations filled the air, making every inch of it feel choked with a terror that pressed down until breathing became difficult. Their heartbeats accelerated rapidly with the depth of their descent, sounding like beating battle drums that echoed with startling intensity in this confined, dead silence. Suddenly, the Mysterious Traveler's foot slipped. His entire body plunged downward as if falling into an abyss, and he let out a short, sharp cry of alarm. Reacting with the lightning speed of a leopard pouncing on its prey, Lin Yu instantly reached out and grabbed the traveler's arm with an iron-like grip. At the same time, using his acute sense of the well wall, he quickly leveraged a protruding rock to steady their swaying forms. "Be careful!" Lin Yu lowered his voice in an urgent reminder, the sound echoing through the enclosed space with a trace of tension and gravity.