Shen Jingqi's heart skipped a beat as he realized he might have encountered the mysterious creatures of the ruins. He gripped the weapon in his hand tightly, preparing to face any possible attack.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and soaking his collar.
"I didn't expect to encounter trouble so soon," he murmured quietly, his eyes revealing vigilance and tension. He quickly glanced around, trying to find traces of those mysterious creatures. However, there was only darkness and dead silence around him, as if the entire world had only him left.
Just then, a low growl emanated from the darkness, like the demonic sound from the depths of Hell. Shen Jingqi felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and all the hairs on his body stood on end. He gripped the dagger tightly, crouching slightly, ready for battle.
