As Wang Ye descended deeper and deeper, the length of the rope attached to him grew shorter and shorter.
The sound, like a flood surging, grew louder and louder, as if it were right by his ear. It was as though there was a dragon in the abyss below, churning the seas. Accompanied by the faint tremors of the cliffs and the bean-sized raindrops hitting his face, it conveyed a tremendous sense of pressure.
Even Wang Ye, at this moment, felt a tinge of fear.
Goosebumps and the hair on his arms stood up.
This was a fear of nature.
Although Wang Ye's physical fitness was already very strong,
the force of nature could still easily put him to death.
"The rain is getting heavier; I need to finish quickly." Wang Ye glanced at the sky and frowned.
He continued to lower his head, gazing at the abyss beneath his feet.
He was not far from the bottom of the Swallow Cave now.
The surrounding space gradually became more expansive.
