"What?" Ning Xuanyang asked, his face draining of color as he shouted at the Black Armored Guard beside him, "What are you standing there for? Do you want to burn to death? Hurry up and open the front gate so we can get out of here."
"The key to the first-floor gate mechanism is with Fenglai, and that bronze door weighs ten thousand catties. Once it drops, there's no way we can open it."
The expressions of every single Black Armored Guard were grave and ashen, as if they had already accepted their impending doom of being burned alive.
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