Crisis in the Corridor and Mysterious Phantoms
Walking on thin ice, the group proceeded slowly along the corridor. The walls on both sides were embedded with crystals emitting a faint, eerie glow. This light flickered like will-o'-the-wisps, casting mottled shadows all around that made it feel as though they had stepped into the netherworld. The flickering, mottled light and shadows danced on the walls like countless pairs of hidden eyes in the darkness, coldly watching them and sending a chill down everyone's spines. An invisible and heavy oppression, like an airtight web, closely followed and enveloped them, suffocating them to the point where even breathing felt heavy and arduous.
Suddenly, without warning, a pitch-black, thick mist surged ahead in the corridor. The mist was like a living entity, spreading at an astonishing speed and completely engulfing everyone in the blink of an eye. This mist was bone-chillingly cold, feeling like countless tiny ice needles piercing straight through their clothes and into their marrow, as if freezing their very blood. Lin Yu's heart tightened; without hesitation, he circulated the majestic Chaos Power within his body, attempting to use this fierce sword qi to dispel the mist before him. He gripped the Demon-Suppressing Sword tightly with both hands, the Chaos Power surging incessantly like a turbulent torrent within him, and the sword qi burst forth from the blade like a black dragon, raging toward the mist. However, that seemingly i…
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