Chen Haotian, Su Wanqing, and Zhou Tiance stood before the entrance of Flowing Cloud Valley, their expressions grave as the surrounding atmosphere emanated an ancient and mysterious aura. The cave entrance was concealed between dense vines and trees, resembling a place forgotten by time. The air around the opening seemed congealed, and the distant sound of wind could occasionally be heard. Yet it stirred neither the leaves nor the vines, instead instilling an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"This place feels a bit wrong," Su Wanqing murmured, her brow slightly furrowing with a gaze full of vigilance. "The secret realm of Flowing Cloud Mountain has never been simple; ordinary cultivators find it difficult to survive here."
"Indeed, this entrance doesn't look ordinary," Zhou Tiance said with a solemn expression. "Although it appears calm on the surface, I can sense the immense danger hidden within. We must proceed with caution."
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