Passing through a village.
The desolate village, old buildings, looked drab and gray.
The air seemed to be filled with a desperate and dark aura.
A group of dirty little children watched at the group, their small faces split and red from the cold wind, hands and ears covered in frostbite, their eyes full of unease with a hint of curiosity. As the group approached, they quickly scattered.
After Chen Shouyi passed by, he looked back.
He found that the group of children was still watching this way.
He exhaled a breath of white mist. The closer Chen Shouyi got to Tuoan City, the more oppressed he felt. The sky seemed to turn hazy, and the light dimmed.
It was somewhat like the Domain of Faith, yet entirely different.
More like some kind of... accumulation of negative emotions.
At this moment, he turned his head to look.
In the nearby reed thicket, a pair of fierce and cruel eyes stared unblinkingly at Chen Shouyi and his group.
