This was a corridor that sloped straight down, extending all the way to the very bottom.
Sword Qi coiled around Ye Lin's body. He had no idea what lay below, so he made preparations in advance. If he encountered any danger, he would be able to react and strike in time.
The group behind him all wore vigilant expressions. Should any danger arise on Ye Lin's side, they could act at once.
"These walls are so hard."
Gu Qingzhi stroked the wall beside her with her right hand and muttered to herself.
These walls were truly far too hard. Even with her cultivation, she could not damage them in the slightest.
From another perspective, that made these walls treasures in their own right.
After all, these walls could withstand the power of a fourth-layer Golden Immortal. If used for artifact refinement, they would make superb materials.
But at this moment, no one cared about the walls.
If even these walls counted as treasures, how could whatever lay below be anything ordinary?
Ye Lin walked for a full half hour before finally reaching the ground.
Looking up, he saw a long corridor stretching ahead, with no end in sight.
"Just what is this place? Why is it so mysterious?"
Looking behind him, he saw an endless flight of stairs. They had descended by way of those stairs just now.
The walls here were also indestructible. Even with his cultivation, he found it difficult to shake them in the slightest.
They continued down the long corridor. The air around them was silent, so silent that only their footsteps could be heard.
As they walked, Ye Lin suddenly stopped. The Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor appeared sharply in his hand.
Ye Lin's action immediately put the group behind him on guard, and