Stepping into the Castle and the Shadow Assault
As that ancient and heavy door slowly swung open, a stench of utmost decay surged forth like a torrent from the depths of the nether hell, rushing straight at them. This odor felt like malice condensed by the passage of time, or perhaps the foul breath exhaled by a terrifying, primordial beast newly awakened from an eternal slumber, nearly enough to induce retching. Behind the door, the darkness was as thick as ink, fathomless like an endless void, resembling a gigantic, gaping maw waiting to devour its prey. It exuded a heart-stopping oppression and a sense of the unknown, as if ruthlessly dragging all vitality and light in the world into that eternal Dark Abyss.
Lin Yu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the trace of unease rising within his heart. He gripped the Demon-Suppressing Sword in his hand tightly; the blade trembled slightly, as though it, too, sensed the severe challenge ahead. Then, with resolute determination, he stepped first into this unknown realm of darkness. His retreating figure resembled a towering mountain, unyielding and steadfast. The mysterious powerhouse followed closely behind, holding the Holy Halberd of Light, a solemn expression on his face. The golden radiance blooming from the tip of the halberd was like an arrow piercing the darkness, or a high-hung beacon, attempting to carve out a territory of light belonging to them within the endless gloom. The Mysterious Traveler followed cautiously …
Chapter 315