Mo Han clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, and calmed his inner anxiety.
"Let's go."
The three of them stepped into the cave entrance and were instantly swallowed by darkness.
One couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
Qing Shuang fumbled in her arms and took out a Luminous Pearl the size of a pigeon egg.
The soft light slowly spread, illuminating the surroundings.
The cave was filled with jagged rocks, intersecting like fangs, and the ground was littered with eerie white bones, looking particularly frightening in the dim light.
"These are people who accidentally entered this place and died here," Bai Ling explained.
"This place is full of danger, everyone must be very careful."
The three continued deeper, the cave becoming narrower, the air thin and difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from ahead, as if something was crawling on the stone wall.
"What sound is that?" Mo Han stopped in his tracks and asked warily.
