Inside the mountain's belly, it's brightly lit, completely unlike the pitch-black outside.
As Ning Fan moved deeper, the path widened, and the torches on the mountain walls were replaced by pearls emitting a faint yellow light.
It was unclear what material they were made of, but the light was stable, illuminating the mountain's belly like broad daylight.
Ning Fan proceeded forward carefully, ready to encounter patrolling members of the Blood Cross at any moment.
Strangely, however, he hadn't seen a single person by the time he reached the end of the path.
Beneath the faint yellow lights, Ning Fan pressed his body close to the mountainside, avoiding casting a shadow that might reveal his presence.
Ahead of him lay a wide open space.
Gems embedded in the rough, uneven mountain walls glistened, and not far away, a banner came into view.
On the banner, a blood-stained cross was clearly emblazoned.
