"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Ling Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw Feng Wuchen suddenly stop in his tracks.
"Nothing, just catching up. Let's go." Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly.
"The teacher must have sensed something," Zhang Junlan guessed with a frown, exchanging glances with Huanyang and the others.
Though they didn't know what was going on, Huanyang and the others became more vigilant.
"Hall Master, isn't this passage a bit too terrifying? The stones have been scorched red!" Kuang Zhan took a deep breath and looked down to see that the passage was faintly red, as if the walls had been burned to a glow.
"The fire attribute energy below the passage is even more dreadful! We're not going to die down there, are we?" Luanshen swallowed hard, a touch of panic rising in his heart.
After Feng Wuchen and his group entered the Ancient City passage, a figure appeared out of nowhere, silent and unnoticed.