As the light gradually faded, Shen Jingqi found himself in a strange place. All around was a thick white mist, obscuring everything from view.
The three of them felt as if the world was spinning around them. As their vision refocused, the dense fog enveloped everything, tangible and alive, winding around them with a chilling bite that pierced to the bone.
The Crane Immortal frowned, the wrinkles on his forehead deepening as his gaze swept through the surrounding mist.
"It seems this Divine Artifact has more secrets hidden within. We must proceed with caution," the Crane Immortal said, his eyes fixed intently on the box in his hand, as if trying to decipher some mystery from it.
The three of them moved cautiously through the fog, the ground beneath their feet wet and slippery, producing a creaking sound that echoed loudly in the eerie silence. Lin Yue followed closely behind Shen Jingqi, her eyes never leaving his back for a moment.
