Baili An's skin tingled slightly, a fierce reaction of his body to fear, urging him to leave this place quickly.
Baili An did not know how to suppress the spreading fear, so he simply let the sensation flow through his entire body, relaxing his tense muscles.
Suddenly, his palm warmed, quietly grasped by Wen Hanwei standing beside him.
Her palm was cool and soft as jade, but Baili An felt a thin layer of sweat in her palm.
Although there was no trembling, he could still sense her cautious and tense state.
"Remember not to let go of my hand. This place is very strange. I've placed more than a dozen Lighting Talismans, but there's still not a single beam of light showing through. The darkness here can not only Devour light but also deprive us of our sight. The situation is... highly unfavorable," Wen Hanwei's voice was very grave.
Baili An startled, thinking, can Sister Wen not see here?
Then why can he?
Not good...
Very not good.
