The thick Stone Gate exuded an ancient and mysterious aura. On its left and right sides were forty-nine door studs each.
Ye Qingchen, Hong Yan, and Wang Qiang scanned their surroundings and saw a thick layer of dust covering everything, from the Stone Gate itself to the floor beneath it. This meant that no one else had ever made it here alive. The three of them exchanged pleased smiles. After all their effort, a reward was finally at hand.
Wang Qiang composed himself, suppressing the joy in his heart. He knew full well that the more triumphant the moment, the more vigilant one must remain. As the team leader, his first thought was never of treasure, but of his teammates' safety. His gaze lingered on the Stone Gate, his eyes wide as he carefully observed it, searching for any hidden, deadly mechanisms.
