Zhao Tianming and Jin Ling stepped into the dungeon, immediately engulfed by darkness.
Prepared for this, Zhao Tianming retrieved a flashlight from his spatial ring. With the press of a button, the light cut through the cave's obscurity.
Their expressions mirrored surprise as they took in the sight before them. Rows of rusty iron prison cells adorned both sides, each containing an array of human skulls.
Yet, Zhao Tianming arched an intrigued eyebrow, "Seems like this place holds great power. Having spies was a wise move, Elder Jin," he commended, giving Jin Ling a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
"It's a part of my survival strategy," Jin Ling responded, sporting a confident smile.
"Well, let's delve deeper," Zhao Tianming replied.
With a nod from Jin Ling, they proceeded further into the dungeon.
Meanwhile, beside the cabinet, Su Chen's countenance brimmed with anger. "It's Elder Jin Ling!" he whispered, yet fury resonated in his tone.
