Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 146 - 146 145 The Sky Has Eyes

146: Chapter 145: The Sky Has Eyes 146: Chapter 145: The Sky Has Eyes Baili An’s skin tingled slightly, a fierce reaction of his body to fear, urging him to leave this place quickly.

Baili An did not know how to suppress the spreading fear, so he simply let the sensation flow through his entire body, relaxing his tense muscles.

Suddenly, his palm warmed, quietly grasped by Wen Hanwei standing beside him.

Her palm was cool and soft as jade, but Baili An felt a thin layer of sweat in her palm.

Although there was no trembling, he could still sense her cautious and tense state.

“Remember not to let go of my hand.

This place is very strange.

I’ve placed more than a dozen Lighting Talismans, but there’s still not a single beam of light showing through.

The darkness here can not only Devour light but also deprive us of our sight.

The situation is…

highly unfavorable,” Wen Hanwei’s voice was very grave.

Baili An startled, thinking, can Sister Wen not see here?

Then why can he?

Not good…

Very not good.

If Sister Wen’s vision is limited, her strength inevitably takes a significant hit.

More importantly, the moment Baili An stepped foot into this ancient city, he felt a gaze from somewhere hidden in the celestial dome above, vast and mysterious,

silently observing the two of them.

Clearly, Wen Hanwei had not noticed this.

A chill ran through Baili An’s heart.

This bizarre phenomenon was definitely not related to their Realm strengths.

Wen Hanwei was undoubtedly millions of times stronger than him, yet under these circumstances, she was stripped of her advantageous ability to see.

Baili An subtly allowed his gaze to become unfocused and dim, not revealing to Wen Hanwei that he could see clearly.

He pretended to be engulfed in boundless darkness and feigned tension with a hum, gripping her hand more tightly in response.

He was not intentionally hiding it from her, but rather to deceive the eyes above the celestial dome.

Being able to clearly observe the darkness may prove pivotal in reversing a crisis at a critical moment.

Despite her inability to see, Wen Hanwei took a very resolute stance, walking in front of Baili An, gripping his cold hand tightly, and holding the Yuxiao Sword horizontally behind her.

She was shielding Baili An with an absolute defensive posture, forming a protective circle around him.

In the event of any sudden conditions, she could ensure they weren’t forced to separate and get singled out.

Baili An had been concerned about leading the way for Wen Hanwei since he could see.

However, it turned out she walked in front with a clear goal, moving straight forward without taking any unnecessary detours, like a sharp unsheathed sword.

Even though she couldn’t see, her Divine Sense as an Immortal was far superior to his.

In such a strange and dire situation, Wen Hanwei remained impressively mighty.

Wen Hanwei kept up a quick pace, stepping over any obstacles and traps in their path gracefully and confidently, not resorting to flying swiftly with the Sword Control despite her abilities to do so, which allowed Baili An to observe how she was always able to sense obstacles in advance.

The two of them gradually moved deeper into the interior.

The white rabbit in Baili’s embrace was very quiet, lying on his chest as if asleep.

However, Baili An could feel, in the fleeting moments when red shadows dashed through his field of vision, the rabbit’s ears would twitch sharply and imperceptibly, its soft fur gently brushing against his chest, warm and soft.

Suddenly, Wen Hanwei stopped walking ahead.

Baili An, pretending not to have seen, didn’t halt in time and bumped into her from behind, questioning in confusion, “Sister Wen, what’s wrong?”

A slow and distinctly cold voice came from in front, “Something’s not right.”

Baili An naturally knew what she meant.

He stopped walking and rubbed his nose, staying silent, just listening as she continued, “The Demonic Qi here is very dense.

Although I can’t see, but…”

Her tone suddenly deepened, giving the sharp impression of a blade wiping across fresh blood: “Within ten meters around us, myriad demons are lurking!”

Hearing this, Baili An inwardly sighed.

Even though he had eyesight and could see the Great Wall, ancient temples, and mountain ranges,

as well as those bright red, lightning-like demon figures,

he couldn’t grasp the presence or confirm their numbers.

Yet, Wen Hanwei, in such a short distance, could determine the number of the demons around them.

As if responding to Wen Hanwei’s words, a moist, gray mist arose, turning what was originally a world of rustling gusts and grass into one of utter silence.

It was as if the sounds were also taken away by something.

Every subtle noise disappeared, causing even the sounds of Wen Hanwei’s breathing and heartbeat to seem magnified.

Within the gray murky mist, pairs of demonic, bright red eyes began to open.

Dense and countless, filling the entire world, the entire celestial dome, the entire earth.

Surrounding them.

Baili An’s lifeless heart noticeably chilled.

When you’re surrounded by the gazing pupils of countless non-human beings, in addition to unease, the unshakable fear in your heart naturally magnifies.

Yet, his facial expression remained unchanged.

His spirit was highly tensed.

Because if he showed any hint of abnormality at this moment, it would be noticed by that terrifying, ancient, and huge pupil in the sky.

For the first time, Baili An felt fortunate to be a Corpse Demon.

Otherwise, if his heart was still able to beat, it would surely be pounding like a drum at this moment.

The eyes hidden in the fog began to frantically blink, and a terrifying demonic aura, like dense, real needles, darted toward them!

Under such weird and hopeless circumstances, Wen Hanwei’s breathing remained steady.

She slowly closed her eyes, her facial features icy as if frosted over, and declared, “Ten meters, truly unpleasant.

Does the master of this ancient city really think my sensory limit is only ten meters?”

As her words fell, the ancient temple beyond the distant mountains emitted a deafening thunderous sound.

The two ancient and massive temple doors slowly opened.

The dark old temple, like a legendary temple from the lore, a moment ago still distantly beyond the mountains,

appeared before Wen Hanwei and Baili An in the blink of an eye without any signs or trackable movements.

The ancient doors, adorned with intricate patterns, slowly opened, releasing what seemed like millennia of accumulated dust dancing out from the shadows into Baili An’s eyes, resembling countless tiny, floating sparkles.

Before such a magnificent ancient temple, the two of them seemed as minuscule as ants.

Looking past the entrance, it revealed a space so immense it demanded awe and took one’s breath away.

Wen Hanwei’s Yuxiao Sword in its scabbard began to tremble and hum uncontrollably, producing a sound like chanting syllables.

Her voice cold, “Interesting, after the doors opened, that huge gaze from above has disappeared.

Clearly, Wen Hanwei also felt the eyes in the sky.

Obviously, the owner of that gaze resides within that grand temple.

Wen Hanwei didn’t shy away but serenely said, “Let’s go, continue moving forward.”