The dark green, gloomy poison gas of the Purple Heart Bone-Corroding Poison silently permeated the narrow karst cave, resembling countless cold, venomous snakes waiting to devour anyone.
Qin Lie pressed his back tightly against the damp, cold rock wall, holding the Firewood Saber in a reverse grip, his knuckles white from the force.
The Ancient Mirror Fragment in his palm continued to transmit a chilling pulsation. That faint yet clear guidance pierced through layers of vines, locking firmly onto the core of the Restriction.
Chapter 29