The closer he got to the depths of the corridor, the stronger Guiyuanzi’s unease became.
The surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations grew increasingly strange, and a faint scent of blood lingered in the air. Though faint, it was keenly detected by him.
The scent of blood was very old, not like it had just been left behind. It had clearly been there for a long time, yet it still carried a faint chill.
This made him even more certain that this corridor was anything but ordinary, and the place Wu Heng had brought him to was definitely not safe.
He instinctively gripped the jade bottle in his hand, his fingertips gently brushing the bottle’s body, as if sending a signal to the young master, and also as if encouraging himself.
He silently vowed in his heart that no matter what danger he encountered, he would protect the young master’s soul. Even if it cost him his life, he would never allow the young master to suffer the slightest harm.
After walking for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a stone door finally appeared ahead.
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