"Hmm?"
Jiang Lu's body shuddered.
Then he reached out to the side and touched more corpses.
"Quite lively, huh," he exclaimed in surprise.
In the past, he always started alone, but this time he was actually with so many corpses, it couldn't be warmer.
He staggered to his feet, being extra careful since he knew there were corpses at his feet, and stepped forward tentatively like a blind man.
Soon, he touched a stone wall, sticky as if something had smeared on it.
Worried it might be glue someone had put on the wall, Jiang Lu squat down in disgust, rubbed his hand on the clothes of a corpse, and then continued to explore horizontally.
Before long, he found a small wooden door.
He pushed it, but the door didn't budge as if it was sealed shut by something.
His skills had been locked, but Jiang Lu tried and found that the Evil God's Left Hand was still usable; after fusing with it, he punched and broke open the door.
