A few minutes later,
This alarm, which could have caused a major crisis due to the itch, was silently lifted.
At first glance, the itching seems like a minor issue, something you could scratch away. However, the more you scratch, the itchier it gets, and the itchier it gets, the more you scratch. It's like stepping into a trap, til ultimately, you can't extricate yourself and ultimately meet your doom.
By now, Wei Cheng and his crew, under Feng Xing's guidance, had successfully left this 'lake' area. Yet 'shore' was no more inviting, even worse indeed.
A nauseating stench hits their faces while their feet are enveloped in the boggy ground. If they step down, half of their bodies would sink into it.
Even worse, it was teeming with mysterious tentacles, trying to drag them down into the depth.
"Old Wei, this place is considered one of the safest areas around. I can sense a colossal fear in all four directions," Qi Mei's voice echoed in Wei Cheng's ear.
