"How on earth was such a structure built?"

The Warrior Blood Clan gazed at the excessively magnificent White Blood Castle before them, their mouth agape in awe, forgetting to control their Flying Skill, allowing their body to slowly drift down toward the castle's ground.

A structure of this scale could be called a wonder, even within the dungeons, it's rarely seen.

Many people enjoy exploring dungeons precisely because they hide countless fantastical wonders. If one were to witness them all, there would be no regrets in life.

Though the warrior didn't pursue wonders excessively, upon seeing the scene before them, they couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Adventuring in such a place is simply a joy.

The Assassin Blood Clan was even more straightforward.

"When did the White Blood Dungeon start showing everyone a bit of sunlight?"

The White Blood Dungeon areas used to be eerie, with ghosts appearing at any moment unexpectedly.

Even if the weather at White Blood Castle seemed like dusk, it was far more healing than the long night.

The dark atmosphere of this place had pushed even their kind, the Blood Clan, to think sunlight was great. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Viewing the vast White Blood Castle from the air, once they touched the ground, they felt its grandeur even more, as standing on this entrance road was already somewhat suffocating.

The castle that reached the clouds felt like a giant looking down upon them, exerting immense pressure.

The mage was already waiting anxiously in place as if waiting eight hundred years, clearly excited, yet only moved forward into the depths of White Blood Castle after the companions arrived.

"Hold on, let's be careful." Now it was the warrior's turn to be cautious.

"I've waited years for the White Blood Dungeon to change so drastically, how can you expect me to stay calm? Today, I'm exploring until I'm utterly exhausted!"

The mage exhibited the demeanor of a berserker.

"You guys..."

The assassin looked up at White Blood Castle; if they weren't there personally, they wouldn't believe such a structure truly existed in the world.

With the assassin's talents, they could see that the crisscrossing roads ahead weren't just for show.

This was a carefully crafted horrifying trap, like a giant beast opening its mouth to devour all adventurers daring to enter, making it nearly impossible to emerge easily.

However, seeing the mage so excited... the assassin felt they shouldn't spoil the mood.

Worst case, just use the Teleportation Crystal to die out; their kind naturally had low pain senses, so even death wasn't frightening.

"New map, new map, new map!"

The mage, gleeful like a child, volunteered to lead, and the three of them walked along the pale pathway inside.

The crisscrossing paths unfolded before them; looking up revealed roads overlapped like a web, while looking down showed faint, hidden paths amidst the clouds below.

How large was this place?

This was the ultimate weapon Irene amassed, betting on Gong Qiying's interest-free loan, while stealthily reducing the size of less popular areas!

Of course, it needed to be big, very big!

The warrior's gaze was sharp as an eagle, scrutinizing everything within view, not missing any anomalies, maintaining this attitude throughout exploring new areas.

But for some reason, when inspecting the scene intently for a while, they became dizzy, forced to close their eyes, not understanding the cause of such spontaneous vertigo.

This building is peculiar, it can't be stared at too long!

In reality, Irene borrowed Gong Qiying's methods to burden adventurers' eyes with the building's layout, adding some magic on the side.

This is called surpassing the master! A scheming teacher teaching a scheming student!

It proved that the warrior's hyper-vigilance all the way yielded no results.

For they hadn't encountered any monsters so far.

Greeted by only this solitary, utterly silent dead city, feeling no signs of life.

This felt even more wrong; anomalies signify something amiss, especially within the White Blood Dungeon.

As the three finally shook off their initial map-exploring excitement and became serious, they realized a problem.

"We're lost?"

The mage looked at the six forked roads ahead, then turned back to the twisted path behind, suddenly awash with confusion.

"How did we get here? Just now, there was only one road!"

"I don't know..."

Cold sweat dripped from the assassin's forehead, being the most perceptive within the team, yet they hadn't sensed the group had wandered off course.

They hastened their steps and randomly chose a path, only to reach a dead end, forcing them to turn back when the ground abruptly collapsed, dropping them onto an even more intricate layer.

Repeatedly seeking paths only to become lost, the trio's energy relentlessly depleted; they were staggering while walking.