Zhang Yue and the Two-headed Wolf stood facing a colossal beast they had never seen before, their hearts filled to the brim with tension and wariness. The behemoth towered within the cave like a towering mountain peak, radiating a chilling aura that involuntarily accelerated their heartbeats.
The atmosphere inside the cave was stiflingly heavy. Stalactites hung unevenly from the ceiling; some were as sharp as the fangs of a ferocious beast, seemingly ready to launch a fatal strike at any moment, while others resembled drooping icicles exuding a frigid aura. In the dim, flickering light, they cast a mysterious and eerie sheen, as if whispering ancient and terrifying tales. The ground was rugged and strewn with strangely shaped stones of varying sizes, where a moment of inattention could cause a stumble, adding to an already perilous situation.
Zhang Yue took a deep breath, trying to calm the tension in his chest. He gripped his sword tightly; the blade quivered slightly in his hand, as if responding to the unease within him. His eyes remained unblinking, fixed upon the giant beast as though trying to etch every single movement and detail into his mind, while his mind raced to calculate countermeasures. Tall and upright like a pine tree, he possessed a resolute face with sharp features. Sweat trickled down his cheeks, dripping onto the dust-laden ground and kicking up tiny specks of dirt, yet it did not impair his focus in the least. At this moment, his world seemed to consis…
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