In this Bamboo Forest, which had already been reduced to a terrifying battlefield, the massive black vortex formed by the rapidly spinning black fog resembled the jaws of a demon from the netherworld. It spun frantically and greedily, as if it would ruthlessly drag everything in the world into its endless dark abyss. The evil power emanating from the vortex was like tangible black tentacles, dancing and tearing viciously at everything around it. Under the frenzied erosion of this evil force, the once vibrant and lush bamboo instantly looked as though it had suffered the merciless baptism of time—turning withered and withered, losing all vitality. Immediately afterward, these bamboo stalks were shredded as if by an invisible shredder, turning into dust and being mercilessly swallowed by the vortex as though they had never existed in this world.
"Good grief! This thing looks way deeper than the century-old well back at my home. It's not going to suck all of us in at once and grind us into mincemeat, is it?" Lin Wan'er widened her eyes. Her once nimble eyes were now filled with sheer terror, and all the color had drained from her pretty face, leaving it deathly pale. Despite being terrified to the absolute limit, she forced herself to stay calm and could not help but make this bantering remark to slightly ease the clinging, crushing fear. She gripped Xuan Feng's arm tightly, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force like residual snow in winter, and her body trembled …
Chapter 292