The black fog was dense, and the white bones were eerie.
On the desolate wilds, the chilling wind howled. A bone-chilling sense of dread accompanied by faint screams seemed to bore into one's very bones.
"Be careful!"
With a booming explosion, Ye Fei was flung outwards, his figure spinning in the air. His feet dragged a long mark on the ground, and then he steadied his sword, locking his gaze forward.
In the black fog, accompanied by heavy breathing, a monster slowly revealed itself. Its lower body resembled that of a spider, yet its head was human-like. A long tongue twisted and turned, the front bearing sharp hooks...
Not far away, several fellow sword cultivators were already injured and were using Divine Path Talismans to treat their wounds, watching nervously.
No one expected that a simple digging mission would encounter an anomaly from the Underworld; it was truly bad luck.
