Holding their breath, the group slid silently down the coarse cliff face.
Pushing aside a thick layer of dark green vines, they revealed a pitch-black cave entrance easily three meters high.
A foul gust of wind, a mixture of blood and rot, rushed out from the depths of the cave, so nauseating it made one want to gag.
Wang Meng was about to charge in first with his Giant Axe, but an arm stretched out across his chest, stopping him firmly.
It was Han Feng.
"Something's not right."
His voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone freeze.
Within the field of Spiritual Vision that Han Feng had activated, the energy signatures deep inside the cave were outlined with perfect clarity.
Over a dozen dark red orbs of light, representing Tier One Demon Beasts, were moving restlessly.
And in their center, a far more intense and violent Tier Two Energy Core burned like a miniature volcano on the verge of erupting.
"Fuck!"
