The deeper one went into this so-called Demon Tomb, the dimmer and more oppressive it became. Starlight shimmered within, carrying the weight of ancient years.
Lu Xuan frowned slightly, maintaining a baseline vigilance as he walked slowly, step by step. He looked around, his gaze fixed on the murals carved into the walls of the passage.
The murals had been weathered by untold years and were long faded, but one could still faintly discern the scenes they depicted.
There was a Three-legged Bird dazzling the world, a creature resembling both fish and roc that churned the seas for a hundred thousand li, a True Dragon coiling as it extended its claws, and a Divine Phoenix crying out with its head thrown back...
They all seemed to be depictions of supreme Great Demons from ancient times.
Lu Xuan continued his slow walk into the depths. After a long time, he stopped on a wide platform.
"You've come."
