Luo Feng continued walking down the crevice.
The further he went, the more dangerously steep the crevice sloped, reminding him of a treacherous cliff.
This place is seriously perilous. An ordinary person would likely tumble straight down.
Luo Feng, however, was not particularly worried. For certain overly perilous terrains, he directly used his Steps in the Air, effortlessly crossing them.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Gusts of hot wind blew up from below, emitting a deep echo. The air was extraordinarily dry; it felt as if a single spark could set it violently ablaze.
This crevice is so deep, how bizarre!
Having descended for roughly the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn and still not having reached the bottom, Luo Feng felt the billowing hot wind rushing toward him. Vigilance sparked within him, and he gripped the Tiger Soul Saber, carefully picking his way further down.
