The pitch-black cave stretched into the distance, and the faint light at the end flickered. Seeing this faint light, Zuo Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness and instinctively quickened his pace.
Although it didn't appear far, walking toward it was not as close as it seemed. A frustrating fact became apparent—due to the entire environment being shrouded in darkness, he hadn't realized that this was a slowly ascending steep slope, and the incline grew steeper the further he went.
On reflection, this was to be expected. He had fallen from a trap, and judging by the fall time, it was about tens of feet high. Having the secret chamber underground made sense, but if it were built tens of feet deep, it would seem somewhat unreasonable.
Excavating a chamber at such depths would require extensive effort, and entering and exiting would be time-consuming, so building the chamber not far from the surface seemed more logical.
