Third Senior Brother raised a hand and swept it across the wall. A line of fire spread along the positions of the fire bowls set into the wall's niches.
One, two, three. Then, in the distance, points of light began to flicker on like stars, and the passage was soon illuminated by the lamps.
"There aren't any mechanisms or traps, are there?" After starting the fire, Third Senior Brother lowered his hand and turned to He Dazhi, asking with concern.
"This should be a water channel. I doubt they'd have set traps here. Besides, didn't Dabai say this was an ancient city? It's not an ancient tomb!" He Dazhi looked around before replying.
Everyone nodded, then slowly made their way deeper into the passage.
The Yin Spirits had already gone ahead to scout. Only now did Luo Yunji notice that Dabai, who was walking beside him, had an arm dangling beneath its sleeve, wrapped in Black Silk. With a look of disgust, he sidled over to Zhang Xiaofan's other side.
He Dazhi and the others also noticed Dabai's "spoils of war."
"This really is a human arm!" The group crouched on the ground by the light of the wall lamps. Zhang Xiaofan held the Night-Shining Pearl above their heads as they all examined the pale arm.
"This really is a human arm!" After examining it, He Dazhi came to this hair-raising conclusion.
For some reason, the arm that had previously been impossible to damage had become as easy to cut open as an ordinary human arm once it was detached from the tentacle.
Beneath the sliced skin, its veins and bones were exactly like those of a human arm.
"So, what exactly was that thing?" Wu Dayi asked, very curious.
Although He Dazhi, the most learned among them, had already