He gazed gravely into the depths of the dark river, "Already corrupted by evil technique, it has become a breeding ground for evil spirits. That Dark Five Immortals and Japanese evil beings must have made this their nest!"
Li Yan tightened his grip on the Duan Chen Blade, the blade emitted a faint hum.
"Be careful," he whispered a warning.
Then, he cautiously advanced with a few others.
The air inside the cave was stagnant and ancient, mingled with the acrid smell of sulfur and the musty scent of the dark river.
The wet and slippery rock path beneath their feet twisted downward, seemingly without end.
The stalactites on both sides and the hanging stalagmites cast distorted massive shadows under the faint light from the flints in their hands, resembling the bones of a giant beast.
Every step they took echoed hollowly, spreading and dissipating in the deep darkness.
Gu Linzi, one of the Five Dragon Sons, closely followed Li Yan, holding an ancient bronze compass.
