The gates of the Blood Sword Labyrinth slowly opened, and a heavy stench of blood surged forth like a wind of death blowing from the depths of hell.
Lin Xinghe stood at the very front, her gaze chilling slightly as she swept it across the gloomy gates, as if she could pierce through the darkness to see the murderous intent lurking within.
"Let's go," she said softly. Her tone was as calm as water, yet imbued with an unquestionable firmness.
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