Chapter 162: Ten Thousand Form Art (2)
Zhou Xuchuan thrust his sword into the skull of the last remaining jiangshi, allowing his group to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Finally. It’s over."
Luo Xiaoyue chugged a water bottle, quenching her thirst.
Meanwhile, Zhuge Shengji focused on studying the layout of the surroundings.
"I’m sorry. I was too rash," Zhou Xuchuan apologized, scratching his head. He was supposed to be careful, so he had made a mistake by pulling out a Luminous Night Pearl as soon as they walked into the entrance.
"No, don’t say that. Anyone in your shoes would have done the same," said Luo Xiaoyue while shaking her head. She was obviously trying to console him.
Zhuge Shengji chimed in. "Lady Luo is correct. This whole place is designed to collapse from the get-go, after all."
Zhou Xuchuan looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Since it all happened quickly, I didn’t manage to get a good look, but! This place was designed to react to light, sounds, weight, or even vibrations from the stone door. Even if you hadn’t used that pearl, the traps would still activate, Brother."