The hallway was eerily desolate, thoroughly dilapidated and littered with debris, entirely devoid of any sign of life. The only light flickered intermittently, heightening the grim and terrifying atmosphere and keeping anyone's nerves stretched to the absolute limit.
Under such oppressive conditions, an ordinary person would undoubtedly break down before long, and even some timid Cultivators would suffer the same fate.
A faint, sickly stench hung in the air, somewhat resembling the smell of rotting corpses. I frowned, searching my surroundings with heightened vigilance.
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