"Fellow Daoist Lin, do you feel like something's not quite right around here?"
Gong Mo observed the surroundings, a trace of panic rising in his heart.
They had already spent some time in the Forbidden Land.
Lin Fan had warned him not to touch any strange things they encountered, or they'd invite trouble. He had taken that advice to heart, not even daring to get close to anything suspicious.
"Hmm, we're now inside the depths of the Forbidden Land. If we still can't find Ao Wudi, we'll leave."
He didn't want to go further in.
The Forbidden Land still gave him an overwhelming sense of danger.
It felt like a massive, dark hand loomed above them, waiting for its target to fall into place before striking and crushing it instantly.
Back on the outside, this sense of crisis wasn't as palpable.
But now, the suffocating feeling of impending danger was overwhelming, as if something lurking in the shadows was always watching their every move.
