She was naturally wary of such venomous creatures.
"The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has its own unique strengths; that's the very basis of their power."
Chen Sheng smiled faintly. Sensing her nervousness, he naturally reached out and took her soft hand in his.
The warmth and firmness from his palm put Sun Yuzhi at ease. The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and she turned her hand to intertwine their fingers, staying close by his side.
Hand in hand, the two ventured deeper.
The cave wasn't a straight path; it twisted and descended.
The deeper they went, the hotter and more humid the air became. The sweet, cloying scent of the poisonous miasma grew thicker as well. Without the protective barrier of the Hundred Poison Incense, even the Protective True Essence of a Tongxuan Cultivator would likely be slowly eroded.
Faint, dark-red veins were visible in the cracks of the stone walls—traces of energy leaking from tributaries of the Earth Core Fire Vein.
