The feeling of tremors from the ground repeatedly occurs and perpetually spreads as those phenomena persist.
The surrounding ancient trees, extremely robust, begin to sway and wobble.
Under such shaking, the gentle vitality within the ancient trees starts to dissipate bit by bit, and instantly, a vast coldness directly permeates the entire ancient wooded area.
Everything becomes cold.
During this scene, Ye Feng and the others standing there have their eyes constrict as they look towards the front.
Upon glancing, each person's eyes hold a hint of suspicion, seemingly both bewildered and curious about what approaches ahead.
Time seems hazy, passing in a few breaths, while the feeling of tremors grows increasingly stronger.
Under the tremors from the ground, Ye Feng and the others feel a phenomenon of almost taking flight.
The sensation of internal tumult surges layer by layer, thoroughly resounding within their bodies.
