Shen Jingqi, Xu An, and Lin Yu gripped the golden key tightly, their determined gazes following the faint glow it emitted, as they slowly ventured into the depths of the unknown.
The passageway was filled with a musty, decaying scent; ghostly green flames flickered on the walls, swaying as if they might extinguish at any moment, or perhaps concealing countless pairs of watchful eyes. Lin Yu shivered involuntarily and whispered, "This place is so eerie, it feels like there's always a pair of eyes watching us from behind." Xu An frowned and replied, "Don't scare yourself; just stay alert." Shen Jingqi said nothing, only tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, scanning his surroundings with sharper eyes.
