Lin Wan'er supported Bai Ling'er, closely following behind, while Su Xiaowan shrank behind Lin Wan'er, clutching the Luminous Pearl and several Talismans tightly, glancing back as they walked to keep an eye on the entrance, fearful it might suddenly close.
The sound of their footsteps echoed distinctly in the silent passage. Besides the sound of footsteps, only the faint, intermittent howling of a cold wind from deep underground could be heard.
What secrets lay hidden beneath these crumbled ruins? And what fate awaited them? Luo Qingchen gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, taking every step with utmost caution. He knew that from the moment they entered this passage, they had stepped into a more unknown, potentially more dangerous domain.
