The path was winding and steep. The farther they ventured, the stronger the smell of blood became.
Lu Hanmo slowed his steps and transmitted his voice, "Someone's up ahead."
The group nodded, restrained their breaths, softened their steps, and followed Lu Hanmo cautiously forward.
After more than ten minutes, a glimmer of light appeared ahead of them.
They lightened their steps even further, heading toward the source of the glow.
At the end of the path, they were greeted by a massive mountain cave. Unlike the previous pitch-black cave, this one was illuminated by moonlight stones scattered throughout, brightening the entire space as though it were daytime.
"How does it feel being locked in here for over ten thousand years?" A man in a black robe stood at the center of the hall, sneering at the silver-haired woman before him, who was shackled in chains and covered in scars.
