Chapter 413. The Murims Poison Master (4)
I now understand that when masters of different fields work together, they can create truly absurd outcomes, thought Zhou Xuchuan while staring at the cold iron door right before his eyes. He didn't even have to investigate who worked with whom to figure out what happened.
"I'm opening the door, everyone."
Creaaak...
As if to prove how heavy it was, the cold iron door squeaked noisily and rose up into the wall.
"Heoph!"
The Gold Will Sword Sect warriors, who had at least studied a little bit of trap mechanisms in preparation for moments like this, sucked in their breaths at the spectacle waiting for them beyond the open doorway.
Even Tang Hui deeply scowled in displeasure. "Rather merciless, isn't it?"
Mmountains of corpses and oceans of blood! That was the only way to describe what they saw. The interior of the labyrinth was a scene of messy death. It had been a while since the last of the wretched screams ringing throughout the plains died down.
They couldn't see a single living soul, only corpses. If the Blood Cult were here to witness this sight, its members would cry out in elation.
"Is it all over?" Zhou Xuchuan muttered while stepping beyond the doorway. Even though he was well aware of who had designed this trap, he still couldn't lower his guard. "The great army of three thousand should have triggered most of the traps by now, but still, don't carelessly touch anything."
Tang Hui scanned her surroundings warily before raising her hand to stop the rest of the group beyond the doorway from entering the labyrinth. "Don't follow us in and wait there."
If she were being brutally honest, only the true experts wouldn't get in their way. Tang Hui wasn't one, but she had already heard about this place from Zhuge Shengji. Besides, protecting her was well within Zhou Xuchuan's capabilities, anyway.