C3425 Hundred Miles of Ice Waterfall

Loong Che swept his gaze across the first floor of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion. Without any hesitation, he stepped onto the second floor.

When he passed the second floor, there was a small house beside the stairs.

The house was as dark as the night.

It was quiet inside, as if there was no aura at all.

However, Loong Che suddenly felt an obscure aura coming from the hut