Under extremely harsh conditions, the two had climbed for a day and were thoroughly exhausted. It was estimated that it would take another day to reach the high platform at the peak. They both seized the time to recover their expended strength.
Inside the Immortal Tomb, it was impossible to distinguish between day and night, as there was always only dim light.
The tomb appeared especially gloomy.
Being inside was exactly like entering the legendary Netherworld Hell.
...
It was unclear how much time had passed when Chu Feng, during his meditation, faintly heard roars of the Ghost King coming from afar. Hearing this, his Qi-Blood surged.
He instinctively opened his eyes to see.
At this moment, looking down from a high vantage point, his range of vision was especially distant.
Good heavens, he immediately noticed two terrifying clouds of ghost fog roiling in the distance from Wangxiang Platform.
He was greatly shocked; only a Ghost King-level entity could have such power.
