Star Ring (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Qingtang picked up the little white tiger and stood up. She was about to use the last of her time here to find a wider space and wait for the constellation gate to open.
But when they exited the cave, the fog that filled the air suddenly changed subtly. When they breathed in the air, there was a strange, burning sensation. If Ye Qingtang's cultivation realm had not advanced, the air would have burnt her lungs when she breathed it in.
"What's the matter with this world?" Ye Qingtang was puzzled.
At that moment, a thunderous drumming sound rang out. The drumming noise was so loud it hurt their eardrums. Ye Qingtang only listened for a moment, and the vibrations caused two tiny cracks to form at the corners of her ears. Her chest ached from the vibration of the drumming.
Boom!
A huge black shadow slowly emerged from the mist and drew closer to them. Every time it advanced a little, it made a clear ringing sound like that of a brass bell.