"Long Tian, Ling Han, Li Yue'er, and Mo Yuegang now stood in front of a wooden gate sealed with white paper inscribed with ancient Chinese characters.
"It seems we've reached the finish line," Long Tian said, a smirk playing on his face.
Mo Yuegang stepped forward, touching the paper. After a moment, his expression shifted to seriousness. "This paper is at least thousands of years old... It seems evident that this dungeon has been abandoned for quite some time, possibly since the early days of the Heavenly Demon sect," he commented.
"So, what are we waiting for? Open that paper, Sect Master," Long Tian responded.
Mo Yuegang's expression became even more dignified. "Young Master Long, it's important to note that this dungeon is an asset of the Heavenly Demon sect, and legally, it falls under my jurisdiction. But you, young master, have no affiliation with my sect," he explained, maintaining an unwavering gaze on Long Tian.
