The Eyes of Identification's prompt made Zhou Yuan's heart jolt.
West stepped forward to push the door, but it did not budge; it was locked. He then kicked it fiercely, bang!
The entire door was kicked off with great force, embedding into the wall at the end of the corridor, dust flying everywhere.
As the door opened, wisps of green poisonous mist floated out from the room.
Everyone quickly retreated.
"Let me handle it."
Hong Fangqi waved his magic wand, the transparent crystal at its tip glowing brightly. A gust of wind howled forth, blowing the poisonous mist back into the room.
The airflow swirled, forming a vortex with strong suction, drawing all the poisonous mist from the room into a round glass orb, sealing it inside.
Clang, the glass orb fell, rolling a few times before bumping into a head.
It was a twisted face, filled with pain and despair.
Looking around, the entire room was filled with bodies, all completely naked, wearing collars around their necks.