"It's finally open!"
Even Li Yan, who was usually calm and composed, felt a bit excited at this moment.
With a loud call from the Daoist, dozens of young Chunyang Palace Daoists dashed out immediately.
They all carried ropes with them and leaped agilely up the smooth cliff face, the mountain wind howling and causing their Daoist robes to flutter like a flock of black butterflies against the steep rock face.
Such a scene filled onlookers with both awe and trepidation.
Soon, they reached the top of the cliff, under a stand of pine trees, where they found a number of iron spikes had already been hammered in.
The Daoists moved skillfully, tying one end of the thick hemp ropes to the iron spikes and the other end around their waists before sliding down the cliff face.
Upon reaching the first cave entrance, one Daoist first removed the yellow talismans, then struck the sealing clay to shatter it.
