The door is hidden in the darkness and is difficult to find unless you look carefully.
After thanking the old man, Murong Jin took Gu Qingze towards the door.
Behind the door was a secret room with a black sword placed in the center, the blade flashing with cold light.
"Is this the magic sword..."
Gu Qingze muttered to himself. Murong Jin reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword. In an instant, the magic sword burst into a dazzling light, illuminating the entire secret room.
After he obtained the magic sword, he did not look very excited, but rather a little dazed.
He looked at the magic sword carefully, then raised it and muttered something that Gu Qingze could not understand.
Then, the magic sword suddenly broke free from Murong Jin's hand and flew into the air. It began to tremble violently, emitting a low humming sound.
Murong Jin had obviously anticipated this. He quickly took out a talisman, chanted a spell, and threw it towards the magic sword.
The talisman transformed into a golden light, wrapped around the magic sword, and temporarily stopped its restlessness.
Then... Murong Jin's eyes narrowed, he bit his fingertip, and squeezed out a drop of blood that dripped onto the magic sword.
The blood was quickly absorbed by the magic sword, and the magic sword suddenly became quiet.
Murong Jin breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to grip the hilt of the sword again. This time, the magic sword did not resist, but was held obediently in his hand.
Murong Jin waved the magic sword to test the feel, and when he felt it was quite smooth, he put the magic sword into the scabbard.
He said calmly, "Let's keep going."
Gu Qingze looked around and saw solid walls all around, with no other passages to be found.
The room seemed sealed, with no other exit except the door they came in through.
He was a little confused, so he turned his gaze to Murong Jin and asked puzzledly: "Where to go? It seems there is no other way here."
There was a hint of confusion in his tone, and he was obviously surprised by Murong Jin's words.
Murong Jin slowly closed his eyes, as if communicating with some invisible force.
He was mumbling something, humming sentences that Gu Qingze could not understand at all. The voice was low and rhythmic, perhaps it was the unique language of the demon clan.
In less than a moment, he opened his eyes, pointed his finger to the northwest, and said firmly, "Let's go this way."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingze was filled with doubts and confusion. He looked in the direction Murong Jin pointed, and saw a seemingly indestructible stone wall, no different from the other walls around it.
“But here…”
He couldn't believe his eyes, rubbed his eye sockets, looked again, and after confirming that he was not mistaken, he asked in disbelief:
"But...isn't this a wall? How are we going to get through? Are you...going to keep going until you hit the wall?"
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