The cave leading to the cursed land was quite dry.
The little Taoist continued on his way, his expression growing increasingly bizarre.
After advancing about ten zhang, he found that the natural end of the cave had been reached, with two door-shaped light membranes appearing before him, and beyond these Light Gates was a pitch-black unknown space.
Of course, the unknown was for others.
Having observed in advance with his Spiritual Sense, Jin Xu was naturally aware of some peculiarities within the dark space, and had a rough idea of what consequences he might face should he recklessly enter.
However, the little Taoist still preferred to trust what he could see with his own eyes, or perhaps he wanted to see if the process in this "cursed land" was really as he had observed and surmised.
So Jin Xu hesitated for a moment in front of the Light Gate, then reached into his storage treasure and pinched out a High Grade Spirit Stone, flicking it in with a snap of his fingers.
