At first, Ye Feng didn't feel anything. But as he went deeper, he felt an overwhelmingly powerful pressure, almost suffocating him.
Even as Ye Feng advanced, he felt his steps getting heavier, as if an invisible force was trying to stop him from moving forward.
Feeling this powerful force trying to stop him, Ye Feng furrowed his brows, showing a serious expression. He had only gone this little distance, yet he already felt such immense pressure; wouldn't it become harder if he continued?
It was precisely because of this worry that Ye Feng showed such an expression. Otherwise, even if the sky were falling, Ye Feng likely wouldn't—nonsense, of course he'd run away quickly and let someone else take the fall.
After hesitating for a while, Ye Feng still kept moving forward. Even if there were really danger ahead, even if he might lose his life, he insisted on taking a look.
