The group stared at the mysterious stone door, their eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and vigilance. Heavy and archaic, the door was etched with symbols resembling ancient codes, speaking of the vicissitudes of time and untold secrets.
Zhang Yue stepped forward, observing the symbols on the stone door closely. His sword-like brows furrowed slightly, his expression focused and solemn, while his starlike eyes flickered with contemplative light. Clad in a cyan robe that drifted gently in the water, he looked all the more upright and poised like a pine tree. "This door reeks of strangeness. Who knows what lies hidden behind it," he said in a low, steady voice that echoed through the silent lakebed space, carrying a trace of unperceived anxiety.
Ziyan brushed a stray lock of hair from her forehead with a gentle, elegant motion, graceful as a breeze skimming across the surface of a lake. Wisdom shone in her eyes like dazzling stars in the night sky. Draped in a long purple skirt whose hem swayed slowly in the current, she resembled a blooming violet underwater—both beautiful and noble. "No matter what, since we've made it this far, we must investigate." Her voice was crisp and resolute, as if capable of piercing through the thick fog and instilling a shred of courage in everyone.
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