Chapter 297: The Story of the Drought Demoness

"Boom!"

Finally, with a deep muffled roar,

the massive stone gate opened at last.

But from inside, a gust of chilly wind burst forth,

blinding those who stood before it.

"Pfft... Pfft... Pfft..."

After the cold breeze subsided, a series of sounds echoed from the dark passage.

One by one, long-burning lamps lit up, illuminating the lengthy corridor.

"Lead the way."

Just as everyone hesitated,

Beitiao Qian Naizi, seated in her bamboo sedan chair, had already spoken.

This narrow passageway might have hidden mechanisms and secret passages.

Whoever walked in front would be sending themselves to their death.

So, at times like these, the lead of a professional was needed.

"Actually, I think the person at the back is less safe, it's better if you take the lead."

Lin Fan with Ning Mengyao, pulling Xu Zhi Rou along,

did not move forward.

After all, he was not certain whether there were traps inside.