The stone coffin trembled violently, the amplitude of the shaking growing larger and larger, as if it were about to break free from the earth's shackles and release the astonishing secret hidden within. The surrounding air seemed to be churned by this tremor, turning murky and viscous, filled with a suffocating tension. Every current of air felt like a sharp blade, cutting against human skin and causing heartbeats to quicken involuntarily. Zhang Yue, Lin Feng, and Su Yao wore tense expressions, standing ready in full alert. Their breathing grew rapid and heavy, each breath feeling like a struggle against this oppressive atmosphere.
Zhang Yue stood straight and tall like a rigid spear, resolutely standing before this unknown terror. His knitted brows drew together, and his deep eyes flashed with a firm and vigilant light, as if able to pierce through the truth behind this mysterious power. He gripped his sword tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, as though embedded in the hilt. "Everyone be careful, this power is unusual," he said, his resolute face filled with vigilance. Sweat slid down his cheeks, gathering into droplets at his well-defined chin before quietly falling and merging into the cold ground, as if recounting his inner tension and unease.
Lin Feng was tall and formidable, standing there like a small hill and giving off a solid, reliable feeling. His broad shoulders seemed capable of carrying the entire world, yet they trembled slightly befo…
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