C13 (1/2)

Ten Thousand Caves Mountain. The deeper one went, the more humid it became.

Fang Zishu frowned, the yin energy in his body was intensifying. It seemed that the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain really wasn't a good place.

Now that he had reached the middle section of the One Line Cliff, he still could not see the shadow of the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain.

The Ten Thousand Caves Mountain was behind the one word cliff, but it wasn't close together. Coupled with the light, it was very normal that it couldn't be seen.

He made a simple torch from the cloth bag in his backpack. The light from the fire illuminated the surroundings, and when their vision widened, the two of them continued onward.

Gui Zhi tightly held onto Fang Zishu, his face somewhat pale. Even though there was no pure white snow here, there was an indescribable coldness that seeped deep into his bones.

He knew that it was not cold but an aura of death. The deeper he went, the more aura of death he would feel. Worried that Gui Zhi wouldn't be able to take it, he took off his clothes and let the Gui Zhi wear.

Fang Zishu's unwavering gaze made Gui Zhi unable to reject it. He obediently put it on, and the temperature of the outer coat made Gui Qi's heart feel as if it was on fire. The chilliness instantly disappeared.

His steps never stopped, and after half a quarter of an hour, he finally walked out of the perimeter of the cliff. His field of vision became even wider, but Fang Zhoushu still stood in place, not moving at all.

Gui Qi was curious. Why did he stop? In front of him was the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain. However, when he saw Fang Zishu's serious expression, he seemed to be deep in thought, so he did not inquire.

He turned around and looked at the cliff behind him. Fang Zishu seemed to be lost in thought. The probing feeling that had suddenly appeared was now gone.

”When the aura of death is concentrated, ordinary beasts would find it hard to survive. It must be some strange beast.” As Fang Zishu thought of this, he connected that probing experience from before with the strange beasts of the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain.

”Walk behind me.”

The words of Fang Zishu had some charm to them, and Gui Zhi obediently followed them. In fact, she also felt a bit uneasy. She had heard all the legends of the Myriad Caves Mountain, and now that she saw it with her own eyes, her heart began to thump loudly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was tightly holding onto the prescription, Gui Qi's legs would have been too weak to walk. It was too dark and quiet here.

The torch was dancing in the air, and the flame was yellow with a tinge of green, indicating that the air was breathable. However, Fang Zhoushu was still walking very slowly. He had to be on guard against any unknown beast.

He was afraid of more than ten thousand, but he had to be careful not to make any mistakes. Fang Zhushu's nerves tensed up, and he started to pay close attention to his surroundings.

Gui Zhi held tightly onto Fang Zhisu's hand, looking nervous as he followed suit.

When he reached a tree, the book stopped and looked at it closely. It was an unusual locust tree. A locust tree was a left wood and right ghost. Its nature was cold and sinister, and it was very easy to provoke ghosts. Judging by the diameter of the trunk, this tree should be at least a hundred years old. Even if a hundred-year-old locust tree was not refined, it could still attract some creatures that were gathered in a place filled with aura of death.

The locust tree had no branches, only a bare trunk that was about six meters high and burnt black …

It should have been burnt by lightning and fire. Thunder and fire were flames formed from direct lightning striking against trees. The temperature at the center was terrifyingly high.