The ground was littered with decayed cage bars, and an ancient, damp scent of blood permeated the air, making one feel an extreme sense of foreboding.
Everything in this place appeared extremely ancient and worn out.
Only to their direct north stood a tall, massive Bronze Door, looking so brand new that it was sparklingly bright.
The Grave-Digging Ghost narrowed its eyes and pondered for a moment before concluding. "Correct, the true tomb chamber is right behind this Bronze Door!"
Alex immediately asked. "How do we open this Bronze Door?"
He sensed that behind this door, a massive energy far beyond his expectations was hidden.
The sheer abundance and intensity of this energy made him feel wild with joy, giving rise to a strong sense of excitement and attraction.
The Grave-Digging Ghost walked up to the Bronze Door, inspected it for a while, and said with a cheeky grin. "Master, I cannot open this Bronze Door."
"But you, Master, can."
"Oh?" Alex asked with deep interest.
