The moment the Black-robed Man pulled out the mysterious Dharmic Instrument, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The last lingering rays of the setting sun were blocked by dark clouds, plunging the sky into sudden gloom as a hazy shadow cast over the entire world. The howling gale rustled the surrounding leaves, and tree branches swayed frantically in the wind, trembling as if in terror.
Zhang Zhi stared wide-eyed, silently thinking to himself, "This thing is definitely not holding any good intentions. We must handle this with care." Fine beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, his gaze filled with vigilance and anxiety. He knew all too well that facing such an unknown and formidable power, the slightest misstep could plunge them all into eternal damnation.
Lin Wan'er gripped Zhang Zhi's arm tightly, her fingers turning white from excessive force. Her voice trembled as she said, "Zhang Zhi, what should we do? I'm so scared." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and her delicate frame shook incessantly like a falling leaf drifting in a fierce gale.
Chapter 24