C199 The victor was slain.

"Creak." The ancient metal door slowly opened. Dust covered his face.

"Cough, cough …" Xiao Chi choked and coughed, he extended his hand to fan the dust in front of him.

"Pu!" A few soft sounds rang out, and the candle flame soared to the sky, illuminating the scene within the iron gate.

A semicircular stone room was presented in front of him. Aside from a ring of candles