The sky was gloomy, without a ray of light. In the darkness, what seemed like the open mouths of terrible creatures were at every turn awaiting their prey. This made it impossible to proceed confidently on a direct route. Occasionally, there would be a dim flash of lightning in the distance, shedding a pitiful amount of light in this dark place.
Meng Qi and his company were here, walking down the winding path that seemed to have no end. The blowing wind was the only sound to be heard, contributing to the unsettling feel of the place.
At unpredictable intervals a fierce wind would blow, cutting to the bone. The farther inward they ventured, the more severe the wind. Meng Qi suspected that in the innermost place, the wind would reach the level of Samsara Kamikaze. Without Protective Upstanding Qi and Golden Bell Shield, the wind would penetrate one's bones.
"Whoosh!"
