Chapter 289

The wind, a relentless force, howls through the labyrinthine realm, carrying with it the whispers of the icy abyss. It cuts through the air with a bone-chilling sound, a haunting melody that resonates through the frozen passages as if to scare Lord Rey and his team. The very walls seem to shiver in response to the frigid gusts, adding a layer of ethereal unease to the already desolate atmosphere.

As they navigate through the subterranean realm, the cold becomes more than a physical sensation; it permeates the very essence of the underworld. Each step looks like a reminder of the relentless grip of Lord Rohan's dominion, where the air itself is a witness to the icy power that reigns in this frozen abyss.

After walking for another hour within the dimly lit expanse of Lord Rohan's realm, Lord Rey and his team started seeing a host of malevolent creatures dwelling in the shadows, embodying the dark and mysterious essence of the realm.

They noticed some demons