"What is that?!" Mo Jian exclaimed in his heart.
This was the first time he had ever heard such a fearful scream. It was a sound that no living creature could possibly make.
Subconsciously, all the hair on his body stood on end, and he unsheathed his sword.
Only by holding his weapon did he find a semblance of solace.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the decrepit entrance and began to count.
He discovered that the vengeful spirits emerged from the ruins at regular intervals.
After a few minutes of observation, he determined that they appeared every ten seconds.
He exhaled and inhaled deeply, preparing to make a run to the opposite side.
Even though he had broken through to Foundation Realm Stage-3, that did not make him feel any safer.
Against such an army, his strength meant nothing.
Just as the last vengeful spirit left the ruins, Mo Jian dashed out from his hiding spot, pushing his speed to the limit.
