The eerie sound coming from deep within the mist pulled at everyone's taut nerves like a sharp saw, making their hearts leap with every single beat. As the noise grew clearer, it felt as though a giant beast lurking in the darkness was slowly waking up, taking heavy strides as it closed in on them. Zhang Yue and the others instantly went on high alert, pressing back-to-back to form a tight defensive circle. Their gazes shot toward the source of the sound like four sharp arrows. The flames and frost power on the Desolate Ancient Beast flickered like two candles dancing in the night wind yet refusing to go out; though somewhat faint, they stood out starkly against the ink-black mist, resembling the last remaining light of hope in a dark abyss.
"I say, are monsters with green faces and fangs really going to crawl out of this ghost place?" Lin Wan'er forced a show of calm, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to use casual banter to chase away the clinging fear in her heart. Shrouded in the mist, her small face grew pale as paper, and her large eyes widened into saucers as she nervously scanned her surroundings, every tiny rustle making her heart seize.
Xuan Feng gently patted Lin Wan'er's shoulder, trying to pass some strength to her as he comforted her, "Wan'er, don't be scared. It's probably just some ignorant little bug—look at you, you're so scared your face is as pale as a freshly steamed bun." Despite his casual words, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, missing no…
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