Zhang Yue stood in front of the cave, clutching the newly forged magic treasure, and braced himself for the group of bizarre beasts closing in on him. Dark clouds choked the sky above, pressing down like a colossal black curtain that induced a heavy, suffocating oppression. Howling gales swept across the terrain like a pack of raving demons, rattling the surrounding trees and thrashing their branches so violently it seemed the wind would snap them in two. Leaves tumbled in chaotic disarray, resembling a storm of green snow.
Zhang Yue fixed his gaze firmly ahead, his eyes unwavering. Clad in a long black robe that whipped wildly in the gale and appeared somewhat disheveled, he maintained an air of unyielding resolve. The wind tossed his hair into a messy tangle, several strands whipping across his face, yet his posture remained as straight as a pine, unshakeable as a mountain.
The first to charge was a beast the size of a small hill, its thick, muscular limbs acting like pillars that shook the earth slightly with every step, as if heralding an earthquake. Atop its massive head, a pair of bell-like eyes flashed with ferocious malice, burning like raging flames and inspiring sheer terror. Inside its gaping maw, razor-sharp fangs gleamed like cold daggers in the dim light, seemingly capable of tearing a person to pieces with ease.
Chapter 195