CREAK!
In the next instant, the pitch-black gate, cast from heavy, refined iron, began to swing slowly inward without any warning.
Every inch it moved was accompanied by the grinding of metal, a sound that was especially jarring in the silent atmosphere.
The vibrations from the turning hinges traveled through the ground, causing the small stones on the floor to tremble.
The moment the black gate opened, a torrent of Yin Energy surged forth like a bursting dam.
The Yin Energy was bone-chillingly cold, as if it had emerged from an endless abyss.
The extreme cold of the enveloping Yin Energy quickly coated the surrounding area in a thin layer of white frost.
As the Yin Energy gradually dissipated, an entrance slowly came into view.
San Hui took a deep breath and stepped inside.
Inside, the stone walls of the corridor were coated in a thick layer of ice, a result of the Yin Energy's extreme cold.
Her wooden clogs made CRUNCHING sounds as she walked on the ice.
