An eerie rhythm accompanied by violent energy fluctuations added to the already overwhelming pressure, like a great mountain pressing upon everyone's chests. While imprisoning the space around them, it also immobilised the movement of their souls.
At this moment, the surging aura of death fluctuated like raging waves, shaking the entire underground tomb, causing both heaven and earth to wobble.
Located within this turmoil, the group felt like leaves in a wild wind, or tiny boats in a vast ocean, rising and falling at the mercy of the tempest.
Just as their minds went blank, the suffocating pressure reached its zenith only to drop sharply. The overwhelming aura of death receded and everything fell into a state of complete voidness.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
A shadow slowly emerged from the darkness.
The figure moved stiffly and uncoordinated, as if it had been in seclusion for centuries and had forgotten how to walk properly.
