He stared calmly at him, without the slightest intention of making a peep.
Xu Yuan let out a soft sigh.
This Mi Tian was quite clever, whether the door was opened or not, it wouldn't have helped him survive.
With that in mind,
Xu Yuan's hand, holding the other's head, gave a slight pull backward.
Immediately,
he slammed Mi Tian's head violently into the closely shut Formation Patterns stone door!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After three muffled thuds, Mi Tian was already bleeding from his head, and the Formation on the stone door was teetering on the brink.
Giving it a once-over, Xu Yuan took a deep breath, an eerie blood-colored pattern surfaced on his arms, and then he hurled Mi Tian's body out with force!
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...
The space inside the secret chamber wasn't large,
and the furnishings were quite simple—an Inscription Lamp, a desk, a sandalwood chair, and an incense furnace were all there was.
The gentle dialogue rose and fell.
