C268 The Last Inner Palace

Footsteps echoed through the seemingly endless corridor of the dark Stone Hall, growing louder and more urgent like an approaching storm.

Along with the footsteps, the howling of the wind could be heard, heralding the rapid approach of a figure sprinting at breakneck speed!

As the figure dashed through the corridor like a gust of wind, candlesticks on the rock walls ignited one after another