Xu Zimei began to survey the environment around him.
Before him was an incredibly tranquil and fathomless corridor.
The front of the corridor was obstructed by encompassing darkness, and he couldn't see clearly what lay ahead.
A desolate cold wind blew through the corridor from the cave.
It was enough to make one's skin crawl.
Moreover, this cold wind was visible to the naked eye and tinged with blue.
Having come this far, it was only natural for Xu Zimei to venture further to see.
His body surged with Spiritual Energy, on guard for any dangers.
Eventually, he stepped forward into the cave.
The deeper he went, the more intense the cold wind felt around him.
This cold wind was eerily peculiar, as if it affected more than just the surface of the skin.
It seemed to penetrate deep into the soul, an inner chill that radiated outward.
As Xu Zimei walked, he heard a rustling noise by his ear.
He looked around but didn't find anything out of the ordinary.
