The stone slab sank suddenly.
Qin Bingkan felt his feet were empty and his whole body was falling straight down. There was the howling wind in my ears, and the boundless darkness in front of my eyes. Damn it, I stepped on a trap!
"Bang!"
His back hit the wet soil hard, and his internal organs were moved out of place. He stood up with a grin on his face, surrounded by densely packed towering ancient trees that blocked the sky and the sun. The air was filled with the smell of rotting leaves and wet mud.
This is not a tomb.
Bite! Adapted soul detected... 'Ancient God Heritage Recycling System' is being bound...]
A cold mechanical sound exploded in his mind without warning.
Qin Bingkan froze.
