At this moment, the old Taoist stepped forward and said to Company Commander Li, "I'll go down first, you follow." With that, he grabbed the rope, and in a flash, slid down twenty or thirty meters like a bird. In an instant, gusts of cold wind blew, and the old Taoist felt a chill creep through his hands and feet. He didn't stop, continuing to slide down several dozen meters, only to see a large patch of black mist shrouding the entire cave. The old Taoist sensed the black mist was poisonous, quickly held his breath, and simultaneously circulated his internal energy. In just a few breaths, he slid down another twenty or thirty meters, passing through the black mist, and the scene at the bottom of the cave came into view. At the bottom of the cave was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; thousands upon thousands of white bones were piled up, emitting a chilling "creaking" sound, and wisps of black mist emanated from them. The old Taoist priest's expression was solemn, and he was secretly alarmed: "The resentment here is so heavy! Such a tragic scene must have been caused by an earth-shattering battle or a horrific massacre. The resentment of these wronged souls seems to want to break through heaven and earth. If it is not resolved, it will surely cause a great disaster. I just don't know what caused this place to become such a purgatory. It seems that this journey will be extremely dangerous."
Sensing that they could not linger, the old Taoist priest shouted, "Come down quickly, get out of the black mist!" But more than ten people, poisoned and unconscious, fell straight down, dying instantly. After descending, Company Commander Li looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Taoist priest, this treasure hunt has been extremely dangerous. In just a few hours, ten people have already perished. I wonder what awaits us ahead." The old Taoist priest's expression darkened. "There's no turning back. Most of us won't be able to return. Climbing up is even more difficult; most will die before they can even get through the black mist." Company Commander Li knew that apart from a few skilled individuals who could climb up, most would likely perish. The group had no choice but to continue. The old Taoist priest led the way, following Yun Ba's aura, until they arrived at a large iron chain bridge. Below the dozen or so thick iron chains was a bottomless abyss, from which came the chilling sounds of ghostly wails.
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