After considerable effort, they finally discovered a line of ancient text that was nearly worn smooth by time, in an inconspicuous corner.
"Eye of Netherworld, Sealed Land, none may enter without fate, those who enter will perish."
Qing Shuang murmured the words softly, a trace of dread passing through her eyes.
Luo Chen furrowed his brow: "This text seems to be warning us that entering this place will face great danger, maybe even death. But as we know, sometimes the truth hides in the most dangerous places."
Qing Shuang nodded, though her heart was filled with fear, she understood that evasion was not a solution.
"Then what should we do? Face it directly?"
Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then looked towards the center of the altar, where a faint energy fluctuation seemed to be slowly flowing.
"I sense an unusual energy fluctuation, perhaps this is where the 'Eye of Netherworld' is located. But rushing in recklessly won't work, we need a more meticulous plan."
