Thale and the group of cultivators reached a small room. At first glance, it appeared to be a dead end. But as they explored the room, they noticed something strange. The walls were covered with intricate carvings and symbols that they had never seen before.
One of the disciples, a young woman named Mei, stepped forward to examine the symbols more closely. "These symbols must be a clue," she said, tracing her finger along the intricate lines. "But what do they mean?"
Another disciple, a tall man named Wei, leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. "It's probably just a trap," he said dismissively. "We should turn back now while we still can."
Mei scowled at Wei. "Don't be so pessimistic," she said. "We've come this far, we can't give up now."
Thale stepped forward, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. "We should keep moving," he said. "There has to be a way out of here."
