"There is no need to be too careful. Today may be the day I die, but Mr. Nian would surely wait until I'm finished with my words before initiating this massacre. There are certain things that must've bothered him for quite some time — surely he would be desperate to know the answers to them as well," Yun Yang reassured.
Ji Lingxi nodded, but it was hard to shake off that anxious feeling in her heart.
Knowing that danger lurks ahead, how can I truly relax? What kind of person would be able to do that?
With every step they took up the mountain, Ji Lingxi found herself overwhelmed with a new, foreign feeling — a feeling as if she was held down by some external force, or some form of pressure which made up the atmosphere in this area. It made her strangely uncomfortable, and the discomfort was reflected on her face.
"This must be the spiritual restraining formation."