The girl didn't mind, but Shi Feng's face was heavy with concern.
"Plop... plop... plop..."
One after another, footsteps, seemingly rhythmic, echoed from in front of them.
The sound seemed to come from their front, yet it also seemed to originate from an unimaginably ancient time, resonating through the heavens and the earth, as if each step was striking at the soul, reaching deep into people's very cores.
At this moment, even the girl who hadn't cared earlier, felt something was off and involuntarily stepped back.
A chilling aura swept from the front, as a fierce wind suddenly began to blow between heaven and earth, and faintly, the wails of fierce ghosts seemed to echo in the air.
Following that, the whole expanse of sky and earth became even more dreary, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of both Shi Feng and the girl.
