"Quack quack quack—"

Several crows circled in the sky, as if foreshadowing something.

The team reached the summit.

Chu Feng glanced around out of the corner of his eye.

Graves stand tall.

"Bang!"

The ice crystal coffin was placed in the pit.

Large areas were covered with soil.

Chu Feng's vision gradually darkened, and the crying in his ears slowly faded away.

"Brother, what should we do?" Wang Mang began to get anxious.

This time, something seems particularly wrong.

The aura of being the chosen one no longer works.

"Am I just going to be buried here forever?" A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Chu Feng's heart.

Death is not scary.

What's terrifying is being imprisoned forever and unable to move.

This feeling is worse than death.

At that very moment.

Chu Feng felt something wriggling behind him, appearing behind him.

He felt as if a mass of flesh and blood was growing on his entire back.

Something unknown appeared on his back and flowed into his limbs.

His entire body tilted slightly upwards a few inches.

"Brother, don't move! The more you move, the tighter the rope will become!" Wang Mang quickly reminded him.

"It wasn't me!" Chu Feng couldn't help but curse loudly.

"Ah? Could it be something indescribable again?" Wang Mang trembled with fear.

For some reason, he became increasingly timid.

Especially after entering the long river of time, they became like frightened birds.

Chu Feng wasn't sure what was underneath him.

But as time went on, he could feel the wriggling thing gradually taking shape.

Strands of hair spread out and draped over Chu Feng's neck, causing a slight itch.

Immediately following this was an extremely cold sensation in my back and limbs.

"Is this a person?" Chu Feng was shocked, and the hair on his body stood on end.

He can feel it deeply now.

A person is pressing tightly against their own back.

Just then, a sound like a mouse grinding its teeth rang out.

"It's so warm to be back to back!"