The moonlight is like water, shrouding the desolate mountains. The cold wind passes through the withered woods and rolls up the dead leaves on the ground, as if singing an ancient elegy in a low voice.
Lin Chen stood in front of an unknown wasteland, his figure standing side by side with the spiritual men beside him, with a firm expression but complicated eyes. Several invisible pressures came from the void in the distance, as if they were examining this group of uninvited guests.
At this moment, they are facing a legendary forbidden land - it is said that this land contains the greatest secret of the Spirit Realm Continent. Any creature that comes close will fall into an endless illusion and become an immortal dust in the long river of time.
Among this group of people, a spiritual man wearing a red flame robe stood at the front, and the flames condensed into a ball of red light in his palms. Lin Chen looked at him and whispered: "Xiao Yan, we have no way to retreat."
Xiao Yan nodded slightly, with fighting intent burning in his eyes. "No matter how dangerous this forbidden area is, I am willing to fight for you!"
Concept: fantasy and cool writing