「Within the Ghost Gate!」
An intense blood mist shrouded everything around them. A group of people walked cautiously through the mist, their countenances overtaken by profound solemnity. These people were none other than Qin Feiyang and his companions. Because the blood mist was so dense, visibility was limited to a mere five meters, so they advanced at a slow pace. However, the journey had been surprisingly quiet, without a single incident.
Dong Zhengyang furrowed his brows. "Qin Feiyang, do you think we're overthinking this?"
"Is that so?" Qin Feiyang mumbled. But why is the unease in my heart growing stronger?
Suddenly, Lu Xingchen said, "This place isn't simple. Don't take it lightly."
"What do you mean?" Dong Zhengyang cast him a shocked and puzzled look.
Lu Xingchen added, "I can't precisely describe it, but I feel uneasy."
"Hmm?" Qin Feiyang stared quizzically at Lu Xingchen. Even he's feeling uneasy? It can't be just an illusion.
