Before them lay a long, narrow corridor, which lay strewn with martial artists from several major forces.
The manner of death for these individuals was equally horrific, their bodies shriveled as if all their lifeblood had been sucked dry.
"Lin Chen, we shouldn't continue moving forward. I've detected a strange aura ahead, and it's too powerful for us to handle," Wu Shitong said with apprehension.
At this moment, everyone's faces were solemn, the sound of battle within was exceptionally brutal, and from time to time, martial artists let out piercing, agonized screams.
Lin Chen glanced at the group and said in a heavy voice, "Shi Tong is right, the aura inside is too bizarre. You all retreat first, I'll go in alone and find out what's happening."
Although he knew there were many dangers inside, Lin Chen had no intention of backing down.
After all, it was very likely that inside lay clues to his own origins, and if he missed this opportunity, he might regret it for life.
