"Drip drip!"
The sound of flowing water echoed in his ears. Gu Yuan lifted his head and found that the scenery before him had somehow transformed into a cave.
The cave was damp, with green moss covering the walls, and droplets of water trickled down from the stone ceiling, creating a haunting echo.
A stone door stood seamlessly shut at the front of the cave, as if it was sealing something inside.
A hooded figure draped in a black robe sat cross-legged in front of the stone door, seemingly guarding it.
Sensing Gu Yuan's arrival, the hooded figure suddenly lifted its head and looked at him.
"Zheng!"
It was as if a golden blade sliced through the void, carrying an unsettling screech that made one's scalp tingle and sent chills down their spine.
Top-Grade Spiritual Sense!
