Under the cooperation of the two, the Stone Gate was pushed open by more than a meter wide.
At the same time, a gust of cold air hit them, accompanied by a stench.
Cough, cough, cough—
Song Jinmin and Jiang Zhengnan both clutched their chests, coughing violently, showing signs of vomiting.
"You guys step back first."
Ace of Spades rushed forward, pulling the two men to her side, then took out a small metal box. Inside was a green ointment, exuding a strong medicinal odor.
"Quick, take a sniff."
"It shouldn't be poison gas, just corpse scent, don't worry," Song Jinmin said.
Upon hearing Song Jinmin say so, everyone's gaze returned to the giant Stone Gate.
The age of this ruin is already very ancient.
Logically, it should be impossible for there to be corpses inside.
Even if there were, they would have long weathered away to powdery remains.
Shaking his head, Song Jinmin's condition improved somewhat, as he looked at the Stone Gate and said,
