After a bout of dizziness, Jiang Yuebai fell to the ground, getting a mouthful of dust.
"What a rotten entrance, can't it be like the Transmission Array and gently put people down?"
Jiang Yuebai dusted herself off and climbed up, surveying her surroundings.
She stood at the center of a dark and deep passageway with no other exits. The three-zhang wide corridor was flanked by towering bronze walls, rusted and ancient.
Occasionally, a dull sound of pounding reverberated far and wide.
Jiang Yuebai rubbed her eyes and spread out the Wind Net, but neither the Wind Net nor her Divine Sense could penetrate the tall bronze walls. In the darkness, dust mixed with a hazy mist, and she could only see ten zhang ahead and behind.
A suffocating and dangerous aura permeated around, making Jiang Yuebai tense all over.
