I Created the Myth of the Old Ones
Chapter 885

853. The Name Itself Is Pollution

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"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, it means you won't come to any harm."

Feng Yu spoke when she saw Lu Ban fall into thought.

Lu Ban had heard words like these before. He hadn't known why at the time, but now that he thought about it, perhaps his future and Feng Yu's past had intersected in some way. At least in Feng Yu's understanding, Lu Ban was safe for now.

"That's good. When are we leaving?"

Lu Ban asked.

"Whenever you're ready."

Feng Yu replied.

Lu Ban didn't keep Feng Yu waiting long. After tidying up, he opened The Silent Land's panel again.

Enter The Silent Land? Yes/No

After glancing at Feng Yu beside him, Lu Ban chose yes.

Suddenly, a Gale rose inside the house. Yellow sand filled the air, blocking their vision and tearing the entire building apart. The walls collapsed, and bricks and stones spiraled through the tornado. The frenzy was unprecedented, making Lu Ban feel that something was different.

At that moment, a hand grabbed him.

Lu Ban looked to the side. Feng Yu had seized his hand and carved out a slightly quieter path through the deep-purple lightning stirred up by the tornado.

At the same time, cold, indifferent words from The Silent Land appeared in Lu Ban's vision.

The flow of time in the foreign domain differs from that of the main world Time ratio for this visit: 1:1 Traveling to the wasteland

The storm quickly obscured their vision, but Feng Yu held Lu Ban's hand firmly. When he felt the storm subside and the surroundings fall silent, Lu Ban discovered that he was standing on a stretch of sand.

The sky was blue and cloudless. Ahead, beneath the sunlight, a magnificent city rose from the ground and

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