The red glow of the Altar resembled a slowly opening blood-colored giant eye, greedily gazing upon this forgotten ruin.
In the air, that decaying and chilling scent grew increasingly dense, like the corpse aura accumulated deep within the earth over a millennia, completely unleashed by this sudden upheaval.
Lin Xinghe walked at the very front with steady steps, but her palm gripping the sword was already slightly damp with sweat.
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