Hao Ren ran as fast as he could. However, the traps sent a chill directly to his soul. Within just the first corridor, there were spears, flames, and poison needles shooting at him from all directions. He did not dare to say that the worst was over cause it might jinx him. He ran without thinking about anything else. He did not have the luxury to think about anything else or it would be his death awaiting him.
He ran with quick and light steps. The reason was to avoid tricking as many traps as possible. However, the pressure plates on the floor seemed to be hating him all their might. Everywhere he stepped it triggered a trap and to avoid it, Hao Ren had to jump ahead.
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