Ning Fan was stealthily travelling in the pitch-black tunnel. It was unknown how much distance he had covered. At the end of the dark passage, there stood a gigantic silver door.
The door was at least one hundred thousand zhang* (3.33 m per zhang) tall and there were twelve silver lion statues lined up at the entrance.
When Ning Fan revealed himself and approached the door, the dull and lifeless eyes of the twelve lion statues suddenly turned towards him. Each of them emanated a bone-chilling killing intent.
Their message was clear. If Ning Fan gets a little closer to the door, all twelve of them would pounce on him and tear him to pieces.
A jolt of surprise ran across Ning Fan. If he did not sense wrongly, these twelve lion statues were products of a certain kind of formation technique.
