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"": "The old Taoist kept walking, so Luo Bin could hardly stop.
The corridor grew deeper. On one side stood the thick wall of the Main Hall; on the other, the high wall surrounding the main hall.
Even the moonlight seemed unable to penetrate this place.
"Nothing," Luo Bin answered.
He could not explain the feeling.
He could not make out the old Taoist's face.
Yet the old Taoist's gaze seemed to surround him from every direction, leaving no blind spots.
After a few more steps, Luo Bin suddenly felt as though there was no one ahead of him.
No, more precisely, the light had grown so dim that he could no longer see the old Taoist at all.
Normally, however dim the light, he would still sense someone walking in front of or behind him. Yet he could not sense the old Taoist's presence.
The walls seemed to grow taller.
They were not actually growing taller. Rather, an invisible pressure made Luo Bin feel increasingly small.
Luo Bin panted softly.
Even he knew this was not normal.
He had visited so many places, but never encountered pressure like this.
Was this the true aura of Divine Firmament Mountain?
After an unknown stretch of walking, the corridor became a descending staircase, and the walls on either side gave way to towering trees.
The trees were at least twenty or thirty meters tall.
Their crowns were so dense that no light could penetrate them.
Even directly overhead, everything was pitch-black.
"Abbey Master?"
Luo Bin called out in a low, hoarse voice.
"What is it, Miao King?" The old Taoist's voice came from directly ahead.
"Nothing..." Luo Bin relaxed a little.
"We're almost there. Don't be anxious." The old Taoist sounded faintly relaxed and reassuring.
At last, the