In the valley, howling winds raged like a pack of furious, roaring beasts, whipping up dust and debris and plunging the entire world into chaos. The mountainous body of the Desolate Ancient Beast loomed vaguely through the smoke and dust, resembling a demon god from the netherworld as it radiated a chilling aura, its every breath seemingly causing the heavens and earth to tremble.
Zhang Yue stared at the Desolate Ancient Beast, inwardly lamenting his wretched luck and cursing silently, "Did this thing swallow some kind of 'Berserk Potion'? Its attack power keeps getting more and more perverted! Two small hills smashed to pieces just like that—with my fragile physique, it'll probably flatten me into a meat patty with a single slap, not even leaving a speck of dust behind. Talk about terrible luck, how did I manage to run into such a ruthless monster?" His face was caked in dust, sweat mixed with blood tracing a series of dried-up, riverbed-like channels down his cheeks. His hair was as disheveled as a bird's nest, strands sticking up wildly in silent protest against this cruel reality. The tattered garment on his back whipped fiercely in the wind, looking as though it could be torn to shreds at any moment—a fitting reflection of his precarious, hanging-by-a-thread existence.
Lin Wan'er hid behind Zhang Yue, her delicate face drained of color, resembling leftover winter snow without a trace of life. Her voice trembled like an autumn leaf in the wind, carrying a sobbing tone a…
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