"I've studied it. It should be a kind of puppet technique from ancient times."
"As for which school it belongs to, I have no idea."
"However, there are some bones inside the puppet. It was probably made using humans as materials."
"This place is quite dangerous. We need to be extra careful."
Li Qing nodded slightly, and the two of them looked into the distance.
They continued forward for another four or five zhang before Wu De stopped and said quietly, "Beyond this point is somewhere I've never entered."
"There are many traps here, as well as all kinds of dangerous restrictions, so we have to be cautious with every step."
"My luck has been rather bad lately too. It's cost me far too much time." Wu De shrugged helplessly.
Li Qing nodded. "Don't worry. I know what to do."
The light of the sun and moon flickered in Li Qing's eyes as he quietly observed their surroundings. The two advanced carefully.
Suddenly, Li Qing stopped and pointed at the wall to their right. "There's something wrong there."
"There are many flickers of cold light inside. It should be a trap."
Wu De nodded slightly. A flying sword shot from his hand in an instant, striking the wall directly.
Crack.
With a violent crash, the wall suddenly sank into the ground, and countless flashes of cold light burst forth.
Clang, clang, clang.
The cold lights shot out and slammed directly into the opposite wall. They radiated a pitch-black aura, then were swiftly ricocheted by the wall in every direction.
Like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm, the dangerous fine needles blanketed an entire zhang of the passage.
The clanging continued for a full two breaths before finally ending.
Wu De and Li Qing had already retreated to the side, avoiding