The Door
Hunting magical beasts of the eighth and ninth ranks was an extremely difficult task. One could imagine how valuable their magicite cores were. However, the gems in these magicite mines had actually reached theequivalence of the seventh and eighth ranked magicite cores, with some even comparable to magicite cores of the ninth rank.
Under the light of the torch, the semi-translucent magicite gems produced a bewildering pattern of lights.
And yet, at the end of the mining tunnel was a door.
A door that should not have existed.
“I cannot find this door with my spiritual energy. It is as though it does not exist. What is this door?” Linley was surprised and puzzled. His spiritual energy couldn’t penetrate past this door at all. How could he dare to rashly barge in?
Linley turned to look at Barker. “Barker, did you go in yet?”
Barker nodded. “I did. It was precisely because I went in that I felt shocked.”