Yang Qing and his three companions slowly made their way through the underground passage, but for some reason, they no longer saw any marks matching the ones they had found before.
"Young master, there are no more marks here. What should we do next?" Bu Er surveyed their surroundings and asked Yang Qing.
Yang Qing nodded.
Bu Er was right. They had seen the marks once or twice after dropping down here, but none since.
This was markedly different from before. How could Yang Qing have failed to notice?
All along the way, he had been pondering what was wrong.
Now, it seemed...
"Xiao Zhou, I fear this place was prepared especially for greedy descendants like us by those forebears of the Eastern Radiance Ancient Kingdom."
If it had been prepared especially for them, it was naturally no pleasant destination.
Jiang Zhizhou and Bu Er understood him perfectly, and their expressions changed. "You mean this place is a trap?"
Yang Qing nodded. "Indeed, this is a trap. If we wish to live, we must not linger."
Only then did Pei Buji join the conversation. "Then what are we standing around for? Finding the exit and leaving is our best course."
Yang Qing's gaze, however, settled on the ceiling of the passage. He stared at it for a long while before giving a faint sigh. "Getting out may not be easy."
Bu Er followed his gaze to the ceiling and discovered that some twisting lines had appeared there at some point.
But even after studying them for quite a while, he could not understand what their presence here meant.
"Do you remember the murals we saw at the Spirit Mountain ruins?"
Yang Qing lowered his gaze and looked at Jiang Zhizhou.
Jiang Zhizhou had already found those lines somewhat familiar. At