Chapter 106

Lin Feng let out a long breath, as if a heavy stone that had weighed on his heart for ages was finally lifted. His nerves, strained like a taut bowstring, gained a rare moment of relief. Yet, he knew very well in his heart that this place was by no means somewhere to linger. The fierce battle just now had been like a thunderous roar, and it must have startled other unknown dangers lurking in the shadows. He vigilantly looked around. As far as his eyes could see, the surrounding scenery was still heavily shrouded in thick, ink-like fog, resembling a mysterious and perilous web. That mysterious and dangerous aura, like an invisible demonic claw, quietly gripped his throat. Every step Lin Feng took was as cautious as walking on thin ice, and the long sword tightly grasped in his hand was like a loyal guard, ready at a moment's notice to fend off any sudden situations. After walking quite a distance, an ancient castle suddenly appeared in Lin Feng's sight. The castle walls were mottled like the face of an old man who had weathered the vicissitudes of time, with vines tightly clinging to them like wrinkles left by the years. The tightly closed doors, resembling a long-sealed door of memory, seemed to whisper of the great changes over the long passage of time.