Lin Feng stood up and carefully surveyed his surroundings. He found himself in a narrow passage, its walls covered in strange, bizarre patterns.
Lin Feng cautiously moved forward along the passage. The ground beneath his feet was somewhat damp, emitting an ancient, decaying scent. As he walked, he kept a vigilant watch on his surroundings, gripping his sword tightly in his hand.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from ahead. Lin Feng instantly stopped in his tracks, holding his breath to listen closely. The sound grew louder and closer, as if something were rapidly approaching.
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