A gust of cold wind blew past and lifted the coat that Ji Hu had given him. Chu Feng immediately felt a chill down his spine.
His small face turned slightly green. What was going on? Didn’t they say there wouldn’t be any problems if he didn’t get within three meters? He was a full 300 meters away.
He was quiet for a moment and pretended to be calm and composed. He pondered in his heart. Yes, it should be the mountain wind, but it carried the cold aura of the stone coffin.
The surroundings were silent and the atmosphere was gloomy. It was somewhat terrifying.
Chu feng coughed and said, “This old man is an ancient dust boat. Although you are a cosmos level Evolver, you were once lost due to falling into the Netherworld by mistake. Now that you’ve transcended, I’m here to repay you today.”
Just as he felt the atmosphere was too cold and oppressive, the stone sarcophagus on the Bare Mountain Peak suddenly shook violently!