Capítulo 67: Sixty-seven, the woman imprisoned in the dry well

Sangmo trudged through the water and proceeded inside. The farther she walked, the narrower the passage became until, at the very end, a large boulder blocked her way.

Sangmo instinctively felt there was space beyond, so she punched the boulder, shattering it.

As the rubble scattered, a winding passage indeed revealed itself beyond.

A few more steps inside, Sangmo emerged into a huge cavern that suddenly opened up before her.

The knocking sound came to an abrupt halt.

Cradling the flame, Sangmo looked around.

Not far off, there seemed to be a person standing.

She, wary, drew her longsword and slowly approached the figure.

In the dim firelight, Sangmo suddenly saw the silhouette of a slender woman.

The woman's waist was soft and delicate, slight enough to be encircled by one's hands; her slender figure graceful and curvy, with every dip and rise distinguishable.

Sangmo felt a surge of surprise. Could it be a female ghost that sucks the souls out of people?