Lin Xuan was deeply intrigued by the mysterious entrance in the west.
"Let's check it out. We can't just wait here for ten days!" he thought, unwilling to stay idle, and decided to give it a try.
"Hey, where are you going? You're not seriously heading to the western entrance, are you?" a disciple shouted.
Lin Xuan didn't look back but waved his hand, bidding farewell to the group.
"Damn! He's really going there, he's crazy!"
"Seeking death, no one has ever come back alive!"
"Hmph, maybe he's just putting on a show. I bet when he really gets there, he'll be so scared that his legs will tremble!"
Many disciples snickered, ready to laugh at Lin Xuan's misfortune.
Lin Xuan ignored the thoughts of others; he arrived at the western entrance and observed it with the Lord of Wine.
Ahead, there was a square entrance with no sealing power around it. Lin Xuan activated his Purple Spirit Eyes and saw that it was pitch-black inside, impossible to see through.
