The surrounding environment was eerie, with an ominous chill that seemed to creep up one's spine.
Ordinary people probably didn't even have the courage to come near this place.
As Lu Chuan entered, he remained extremely cautious.
Being in the Spirit Splitting Realm, he had ample strength to be confident, but he was still careful of the unseen traps lurking in this somber environment.
The figure standing among the trees, with their back to Lu Chuan, had long, pitch-black hair that floated in the wind.
Lu Chuan carefully approached and asked, "Hey, can you turn around?"
"Are you from the Shadow Cult or Myriad Stars City?"
Lu Chuan slowly walked forward and noticed the person didn't move, not responding to him at all.
Lu Chuan found it strange, reached behind the person, and tugged at their arm.
Their body was rigid; sensing something was amiss, Lu Chuan quickly pulled on the individual's arm, turning their body toward him.
