"Are you alright?"
Tang Lingchuan looked at the three soaked people and asked solemnly.
"We're fine. Were you also swept down by the water flow!?"
Fang Qingyu took off his soaked clothes and frowned as he looked at the crowd ahead.
A good few dozen.
And all of them were from the special training class.
"Yes, while walking, we were suddenly swept here."
Tang Lingchuan said helplessly from the side.
"Where is this place?"
Hearing this, Fang Qingyu turned around and surveyed the surroundings.
The pool behind roared like thunder.
The huge crack in the dome was like a giant beast's single eye, with a waterfall cascading down like a silver curtain, carrying broken stones and splashing a foot-high white foam in the pond.
On the shore where they stood, there was only one door.
All around were black cliffs.
"It should be a tomb."
Tang Lingchuan responded, as they had come earlier and had already surveyed the area thoroughly.
"Why only you? Where are the others?"
