"Boom!"
The heavy iron door was pulled open by Assam and Blom with giant power.
Inside, a wide space unfolded before their eyes. Hundreds of seats covered with red cloth were arranged within.
The red cloth was so bright, as if it had been stained with blood.
In the central area stood a stage, also draped with red curtains.
"Goodness, is this... an opera house?"
Doubt appeared in Cao Xing's eyes.
At this moment, the theater seemed utterly deserted.
After pondering for a moment, Cao Xing said directly, "Let's go, let's head in."
With that, everyone filed in.
Even Wally and Da Bai slipped inside.
"Boom!"
The iron door behind them slammed shut!
The entire first-floor theater plunged into darkness.
However, no one panicked.
Just as Cao Xing was about to take out a magic stone torch,
a light appeared in the theater.
"Thud!"
A beam of dazzling light shone on the stage.
Then, Cao Xing and the others heard a hoarse, ancient voice.
