In an unfamiliar environment, people tend to instinctively experience a sense of fear.
Yang Fan was no exception.
Standing on this desolate dirt road that seemed to stretch endlessly into the unknown, a sense of fear was only natural.
However, the experiences he had endured laid a solid foundation within him. That fear lingered in his heart only momentarily before transforming into curiosity. He wanted to explore this world that stood in stark contrast to the realm of light and understand its true nature.
"Let's go." Yang Fan said to himself silently. Then, clutching the blood-stained lantern, he began to move forward.
Suddenly, he lowered his gaze sharply.
To his amazement, Yang Fan found that the wounds on his body had disappeared upon arriving in this place.
"To think there would be such benefits… is this to make things easier for me?" Yang Fan chuckled softly, but he quickly realized what was happening.
