Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 361 - 360 crawling

In the dimly lit room, only the light bulb on the ceiling flickered with a feeble glow, occasionally blinking as if the voltage was unstable.

At the center of the room there was a wooden box emitting bursts of chilly air.

Suddenly, the wooden box trembled, as if someone inside was knocking.

With a bang, the lid of the box was pushed open, and a woman slowly crawled out, the very same female cultivator who had previously declared she would cover Zhou Bai, Song Zhen.

She felt dizzy and the place before her eyes was utterly unfamiliar, with a slight stench lingering in the air.

The filthy cement floor was barely illuminated by the dim light around the wooden board, and beyond that, the space plunged into darkness, like a bottomless sea.

"Where am I?"

She tried to check her body, but her expression changed in an instant when she discovered her Primordial Spirit was sealed. Not even a trace of her spirit power could be used, and her body felt weak and limp as if drugged.

"Damn it." Song Zhen recalled past events, "Heavenly Demon, we were captured by the Heavenly Demon. Miao Xian, Liu Ruonan... How is everyone?"

She looked up to find that the spot illuminated only contained herself and the wooden box.

Staring into the darkness outside the light, the profound depths seemed to swirl like clouds of mist.

'I mustn't stay here.' Song Zhen mustered the courage to face the pitch black that swallowed even her extended hand and tried to step out.

As she took a step, with one foot leaving the area covered by the light overhead, Song Zhen felt a current of cold air brushing against her legs, a sensation both damp and chilly, spreading up her body as though an invisible hand was reaching out for her.

The sudden, eerie sensation startled Song Zhen, causing her to swiftly retreat back, her eyes wide open as she peered into the darkness.

But the darkness was like layers of ink, inscrutable beyond its own opaque veil.

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"Stay calm."

"Don't be afraid."

Song Zhen swallowed hard, attempting to steady her shaken spirit, and once again stepped forward, only to suddenly realize that sounds began to emerge from the darkness.

Rustle, rustle... rustle, rustle...

It sounded like something scraping along the ground, making Song Zhen watch the darkness with a guarded expression.

"What is coming toward me?"

Cold sweat gradually soaked her scalp, and as she listened, the sounds in the darkness seemed to grow, as if more and more entities were awakening, producing an increasing chorus of rustling noises.

Looking at the only wooden box under the light, and at herself, a dreadful suspicion suddenly emerged in her mind.

"Did those Heavenly Demons send me here on purpose?"

"Could it be that they want to use me to feed something?"

A series of horrifying and dark thoughts continuously rose in her mind.

Song Zhen looked up at the light bulb on the ceiling and suddenly realized, "If I'm in complete darkness, doesn't that make me the most conspicuous?"

At that thought, she felt as if countless eyes in the darkness were spying on her, causing goosebumps to break out all over her skin.

"I can't continue to stay under the light."

With this realization, Song Zhen no longer hesitated about the strange sensation in the darkness and stepped into it.

An eerie and biting coldness instantly enveloped her body, making breathing seem somewhat difficult.

Song Zhen persevered and moved forward, thinking, "As long as I keep going, I should be able to reach the boundary of this space and then, by following the boundary, I should find an exit."

As Song Zhen continued onward, the light from behind grew farther away, the chilling sensation intensified, and the rustling noises persisted in the darkness.

Suddenly, a creaking sound came from behind her, and she couldn't help thinking, "Is that the sound of the wooden box? Did someone move it?"

Song Zhen quickly turned around and saw, under the light, several long shadows stretching over the box—above, beside, and behind it. The shadows twisted and stretched, then suddenly, as one, they seemed to lift their heads, as if several pale faces were staring at Song Zhen.

As Song Zhen tried to make out what they were, the light went out with a click.

Cold sweat instantly drenched her back, and one thought repeatedly surged through her mind.

"There are monsters!"

"Those Heavenly Demons really want to feed me to the monsters!"

"They're feeding me to the monsters!"

Song Zhen felt her legs give out, and she couldn't help but collapse to the ground, continuing to crawl forward.

She moved cautiously, treading lightly, constantly reminding herself, "Gently, gently... don't make any sound."

She felt as if she were becoming more accustomed to crawling in the darkness, the rustling sounds behind her growing more distant.

Suddenly, her outstretched palm hit a wall, "Is this the end? Now I'll just have to follow along the wall..."

Just as Song Zhen began to crawl along the wall, a cold breeze seemed to blow through the darkness, carrying with it voices calling out.

Song Zhen came to an abrupt halt, listening intently to the voices, but she couldn't make them out clearly.

"Who is calling out?"

"Is it those monsters?"

"Or is there someone else here too?"

Song Zhen clenched her teeth and continued to crawl along the wall, ignoring the calling voices in the wind. She only felt the voices becoming clearer, getting closer to her.

"Song... Zhen..."

"Song Zhen..."

"Save me..."

Song Zhen's complexion changed; she thought she heard someone calling her name. Her body stiffened slightly, and she hurried her movements.

But the voice grew closer, accompanied by a soft, rustling sound, as if something were persistently chasing after her.

Song Zhen couldn't resist looking back, but in the thick darkness, she could see nothing, only feeling the sound drawing nearer and nearer. An indescribable feeling of oppression surfaced in her heart.

The fetid smell in the air seemed to thicken, the encircling darkness churning as if hiding something.

Song Zhen quickened her pace again; it seemed that she was crawling faster and more effortlessly in the darkness. The cries for help grew fainter, and the rustling sounds vanished.

Just when Song Zhen felt she was finally safe, the rustling sounds resurfaced not far behind her.

"There's something right behind me?!"

Song Zhen jolted forward with all her might, but the sounds behind her grew increasingly clear, the distance closing rapidly.

Suddenly, Song Zhen's hand found a crack—it seemed to be a door?

She desperately clung to the gap, trying to pry the door open. Her fingers had grown stiff in the prolonged darkness, and the sounds of pursuit drew ever closer.

Finally, with a soft click, Song Zhen pulled open the door in the darkness. Blinding light flooded in, and she burst out, spinning around to close the door.

But it was as though her hands had lost all their strength; no matter how hard she pulled, the door wouldn't budge. A shadow seemed to surge through the darkness, as something attempted to catch up to her.

"Ah!"

Panic-stricken, Song Zhen opened her mouth wide and bit down fiercely on the door handle, pulling it closed.

Then, from the darkness, a black figure darted forward, appearing as if it might squeeze through the crack of the door any moment.

Bang!

The door finally shut, and Song Zhen collapsed to the floor, listening as the knocking sounds continued before fading away slowly.

"Is it gone?" she turned to look and found herself in a corridor.

As she moved forward, she noticed the doors and walls around her appeared unusually tall, the bricks on the floor somewhat rough, making her feel slightly uncomfortable.

"This place is so tall."

Turning a corner, a pane of glass suddenly appeared in front of her.

She saw, on the other side of the glass, a bloodless woman lying prone on the ground, her hands and feet almost regressed to the size of a baby's, contorting like a snake as she twisted and slithered forward.