After passing through the swamp, the group finally arrived before the gates of the ancient castle. Towering into the clouds like a silent giant, the castle overlooked all things in the mortal realm. Its mottled walls were crawling with the traces of time, as if recounting former glories and vicissitudes.
Zhang Yue looked up at the castle, his heart filled with vigilance. Dressed in a cyan robe, his posture was as upright as a pine. His handsome face retained an unyielding resolve, and beneath his sword-like brows, a pair of profound eyes flashed with the light of wisdom. "This castle doesn't look simple. Everyone, proceed with caution." His voice was low and steady, echoing in the ears of the others like an ancient bell.
Huowu tossed her waterfall-like red hair, the strands dancing in the wind like burning flames. Her pretty face was filled with excitement, and her bright eyes revealed fearless courage. "What is there to be afraid of when I'm here?" Her voice was crisp and melodious, carrying boundless confidence. The Flame Whip in her hand seemed to sense her bold spirit, trembling slightly and emitting a scorching heat.
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