The scent of something sweet, yet ancient and bone-chilling, hit Wen Ran's nostrils. Even Xiao Mo, startled, jumped to his leg, her small paws gripping him tightly in fear. The sensation was so sudden, so overwhelming, that neither of them had expected to feel suffocated by it.
Wen Ran fought to maintain his composure. He could feel something ancient attacking his mind, pressing against his temples, as if trying to take over his very consciousness. Xiao Mo, however, seemed unaffected. Is it because she's a beast? he wondered. Does this entity or array not care about her? Does it only target humans? He smirked inwardly. So whatever is in here still wishes to live? How pathetic. I will end you, and you can move on to hell, leaving your treasures for me.
