The strange whispering echoed faintly through the cave, sounding like an ancient and mysterious murmur laden with endless temptation and the unknown. Everyone exchanged glances with tense expressions, their eyes filled with deep unease and vigilance. Zhang Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaving a streak across his rough palm, and gripped the hilt of his sword so tightly that it pressed slightly into his flesh. "This voice is terribly bizarre. Could there be some mechanism or trap? We'd better be careful not to lose our lives blindly." His low and forceful voice resonated in the cave, trying to bring a trace of reassurance to the others.
Lin Wan'er clutched Zhang Zhi's sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white from tension. "Big Brother Zhang, I have the creeps. This place is too terrifying. I'm really afraid..." Her voice trembled, and her delicate body shook slightly like a fragile flower in the cold wind.
Qingfeng listened intently with knitted brows, trying to discern the origin and meaning of the sound. "The sound seems somewhat regular, yet it is chaotic and confusing. But I have a feeling it contains some crucial piece of information that we simply haven't grasped yet." His gaze was profound as he fell deep into thought, turning various possibilities over in his mind.
Chapter 65