Fang Qingze straightened up, his gaze unable to pierce the interior of the forest.
All he could see was that the entrance ahead was formed by crimson Crimson Blood Vines, their roots and tendrils intertwined in a somewhat ferocious manner.
The deep, dark tunnel emitted an eerie aura, yet at the same time it filled one with a yearning to step inside and explore its secrets.
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