It was the third raid that truly tested them.
This complex was larger, aged, and far more dangerous.
The very air seemed heavier, thick with the residue of ancient arrays.
Even before they entered, the elders warned them that two other sects were also sending groups into this complex: the Crimson Cloud Sect, their allies, and the Nine Fists Martial Sect, who held a neutral relationship with both.
The tension was palpable the moment they crossed paths with the other sects inside. Crimson Cloud disciples eyed them with respectful gaze, albeit with a hint of wariness. Meanwhile, while the Nine Fists Martial Sect disciples remained cool, aloof, and calculating.
Traps here were brutal. Walls shifted suddenly, separating disciples for moments before grinding back into place. One disciple from the Nine Fists almost lost his arm when a blade array sprung from the floor, and only the quick intervention of his Senior Brother saved him.
