Within the cave, it was hazy and indistinct, Liu Zixuan couldn't clearly see what was inside, but when he sensed that mysterious power, he suddenly stopped walking.
Old Qing raised his eyebrows slightly: "You sense it?"
"The thing inside seems to be quite unusual!" Liu Zixuan muttered.
Old Qing asked provocatively: "What? Afraid I'll kill you inside this cave?"
Liu Zixuan immediately rolled his eyes: "I've pulled teeth from a tiger's mouth, why would I be afraid of an old man sweeping the floor?"
After saying that, he strode forward into the cave.
The further he walked in, the lower the temperature dropped, and he could faintly see some ice shards on the mountain walls.
Liu Zixuan rubbed his hands together, lit a cigarette, and asked, "What exactly is it?"
Old Qing walked over to a part of the mountain wall and slightly twisted a protruding stone, instantly, a giant rock blocking their way slowly split into two halves, opening up like a grand door.
