章節 276: Grassland

After taking a few steps, a wave of dizziness hit him. He staggered, fighting back the nauseous feeling that welled up inside him. Such an overwhelming sense of discomfort was unexpected for a cultivator, hinting at the sheer distance they had traveled.

Surveying his surroundings, Han Cai could barely make out the details of the room. An air of abandonment lingered, emphasized by the pitch-black darkness and a musty scent. His fingers skimmed over the floor, collecting a layer of undisturbed dust. The room seemed safe, devoid of any imminent threats.

Time passed as he waited for his discomfort to subside. With the room's support, he gradually regained his footing. His eyes struggled to penetrate the darkness, identifying the room as a simple cave abode. At its end was a stone door. Surprisingly, the door opened easily under his touch, contrary to his initial thoughts of having to break it open.

"Could this be...?" Han Cai muttered, astonishment in his voice.