Bai Di gestured to the two of them as he spoke, and his suggestion seemed to be approved by the other two.
"Okay, I'll go first." Ma Tuan glanced at Blore, then nodded to Bai Di in agreement.
"Well, that's it." Bai Di responded.
So, the three of them crawled into the hole one after another like dumplings.
The seemingly natural grooves on the surface of the stone wall revealed an unsettling regularity in the dim light.
When Bai Di's fingers accidentally brushed across the rock surface, the lines on it actually squirmed slightly like living things, as if recording some ancient message.
The edge of the staircase that Blore had collapsed was jagged, and dark green slime oozed from the cracks, condensing into spider-web-like threads in the air, trembling rhythmically with the whimpering coming from the cave.
Sometimes the sound was like the roar of a distant storm, and sometimes it turned into the muttering of a dying person, forming a strange echo in the narrow cave.
The air inside the cave is so thick that it can almost be grasped by hand. The steps of the stone stairs have a sickly curvature and are covered with a translucent film.
As soon as Ma Tuan's palm touched the rock wall, he felt a piercing pain - the moist rock wall was covered with barbs that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and were greedily sucking his blood.
What was even more creepy was that the white feather-like plants growing on both sides turned towards the three people after being exposed to the smell of blood, revealing densely packed spore sacs on their backs, like countless eyes that suddenly opened.
"What the hell is this place?" Blore couldn't help muttering under his breath as he walked.
He had been walking for a long time, but the surrounding environment had not changed at all, which made him feel a little uneasy.
However, just as he opened his mouth to speak, something unexpected happened.
He felt as if he stepped on something. It was an unknown strip-like object, soft and a bit like a rope, but seemed harder than a rope.
Blore's heart skipped a beat and he stopped immediately and looked down.
Sure enough, there was a black chain lying across his feet. He lifted his foot carefully, fearing that he would trip over it.
"It's a chain, walk carefully!"
At this time, Bai Di's voice came from behind him. Although the voice was very low, Blore could still hear it clearly.
He turned his head to look at Bai Di, only to see that Bai Di was looking at him seriously, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Bai Di's expression rarely changed from expressionless to a serious one, which Blore found a bit funny.
But he didn't dare laugh, at least not in this situation.
So he nodded quickly and continued to walk forward carefully.
His eyes fell on the group in front of him, and he muttered to himself: "The group in front doesn't seem to have stepped on this chain..."
Just as he was thinking, the wings of the black and purple butterflies shone with a metallic luster in the darkness. They flew lightly, as if looking for something in the darkness.
Every time they brushed against the chains, the rusty patches would peel away, revealing the brand new silver-white metal underneath, which gleamed in the dim light.
As the three of them moved forward, the chain grew longer and longer, extending until there was no end in sight.
But they did not rest and kept walking.
But Ma Tuan suddenly stopped.
"There's no way down there. The stairs are broken."
He said in a deep voice.
But when he really got to the broken ladder, suddenly, his attention was attracted by a somewhat surprising discovery.
These chains, which were supposed to be firmly fixed to the rock wall, were not!
They seem to have grown out of thin air from some mysterious point in the void.
Dumbfounded.
This strange scene made him gasp and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.
"Something seems to be wrong up ahead!"
Ma Tuan made a sound again, his voice revealing obvious uneasiness.
He stopped abruptly and observed his surroundings vigilantly.
At this moment, a cool breeze mixed with sparks and fine butterfly scales blew by. These scales sparkled with faint starlight in the wind, adding a strange atmosphere to the whole scene.
Blore stood on the broken ladder, feeling the cool breeze, but found that he did not feel hot, but just felt a little dizzy.
He tried hard to steady himself and stared at the scene below the broken ladder, his shock growing stronger.
The scene below the broken ladder was completely beyond his common sense.
In the churning sea of blood, every drop of liquid was wrapped in a cluster of faint blue flames. The sounds made by these flames when they burned were like tiny sobs, which was creepy.
In the center of the sea of blood, there was a piece of charred land with a spear stuck on it. The spear seemed to have directly pierced through a creature.
What is even more surprising is that the surface of this spear is covered with fine blood vessel lines, which are pulsating with some unknown rhythm, as if the spear has its own life.
In the deep cave, the solidified smell of blood squirmed between the teeth like some living thing.
Ma Tuan stared silently at the dark red sea of blood surging under the cliff, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the frayed threads of his cuffs.
Three seconds, or maybe longer, he suddenly raised his right hand, his knuckles stretched out like a fully drawn bow.
The moment the golden light exploded from his palm, the entire cave trembled like a sob.
It was not pure light, but more like the green flame produced by millions of pieces of jade being calcined in a furnace, pouring down along his pale wrist bones.
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