"Mu Kun, that old scoundrel, is truly venomous!" Even though Chu Feng had lived for thousands of years, at this moment, walking in such a place, he couldn't help but shudder with fear, the hair on his skin standing on end.
He knew nothing about Evil Spirit Valley and was trapped inside, making it extremely difficult to find a way out.
After searching for a way out of the Valley for a few hours with no success, Chu Feng was tremendously exhausted. Luckily, he hadn't encountered anything frightening yet.
Besides the intermittent Yin Wind and eerie silence, all that remained was endless fog.
While Chu Feng was regulating his breath, he felt the light slowly fading.
Upon opening his eyes, Chu Feng found the sky had turned utterly dim, and it was darkening bit by bit.
