The underground passage was deep and winding, its walls embedded with soul tool stones that emitted a sickly green glow, casting twisted, swaying shadows and making the place even more sinister. The air was thick with the stench of blood and evil Soul Power fluctuations. The deeper he went, the clearer the soul-chilling cries became.
Ling Yun pushed his speed to the limit, racing through the passage like lightning in the night. His Spiritual Sense had long locked onto the enormous metal door at the end of the passage, carved with savage reliefs—the entrance to the Altar Hall. The door was tightly shut, dark-red evil energy flowing across its surface. It was clearly protected by a powerful barrier.
Behind him, the Shadow High Priestess followed like a shadow. Invisible mental assaults clung to him like maggots on bone, constantly trying to disrupt his mind and slow him down. At the same time, poisoned crossbow bolts would occasionally shoot from the walls on either side, while sharp spikes rose from the ground—prearranged soul tool traps.
But such petty tricks posed no threat to Ling Yun. The Chaos Domain spread slightly, and the mental assaults vanished without a trace while the physical traps crumbled on their own before they could reach his body. He had only one goal—to break through the door as quickly as possible and destroy the altar's core!
With the door in sight, Ling Yun raised the Measuring Heaven Ruler high. Dark golden light flowed across its body as he prepared to force his way through!
"Don't even think about it!" the Shadow High Priestess shrieked. Forming seals with both hands, she unleashed a powerful mental storm—not at Ling Yun, but directly into the space before the door!
Buzz!
The space before the door warped, and the scene changed!