At the bottom of the lake stood an ancient and heavy gate, with the word 'Changqing' carved on its exterior.
Just as Xiahou Kun had said.
Outside the gate, a shattered skeleton lay silently.
"We've arrived, you three!"
Xiahou Kun slowly came to a halt and sent a Sound Transmission to the other three.
They gathered before the gate and each took out their key.
In the next instant.
A faint cyan light emanated from all four keys. As if gaining a life of their own, they rose from the cultivators' palms and flew toward the ancient gate.
None of the four tried to stop them; they simply watched in silence.
In the blink of an eye.
The four keys flew into four corresponding holes.
A moment later, with a low HUM, the gate trembled and began to slowly swing open.
Behind the door was a very short passageway.
At the end of the passageway was a dark chamber.
The four exchanged glances, then moved as one into the passageway.
"We're finally in!"
