Lu Yongquan's expression was solemn as he stepped over a patch of scattered rubble, surrounded by several guards, heading towards the center of the entire manor.
On the way, the broken walls and ruins appeared increasingly eerie under the night's cover, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing amidst the debris.
Before long, they arrived at their destination.
In the darkness, a spatial rift emitting a faintly green light hung silently like a door.
The halo rippled gently like water waves, exuding a mysterious and unfathomable aura, as if it led to another unknown world.
When they approached, the air around the light door seemed to become thick and sticky, with a faint hum of energy flow entering their ears.
Lu Yongquan gazed at this peculiar "door," his eyes filled with complex emotions.
After a long while, he slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the guards behind him, and said in a deep voice:
