C184 The Mysterious Taoist Altar in the Ruins

Chu Feng stared at the deep hole. He even thought of slowly retreating, but he found that he had already been locked on. He seemed to have a pair of cruel and cold eyes watching his every move.

The fishy smell became stronger and stronger, to the point that it was rather pungent. Wisps of faint black smoke seeped out from the deep hole