Duskapos;s boundary

He was now leaning half against a hall-like room. In the center stood a table covered in dust, an eight immortals table, with several low square stools. Against the wall were blackened stones piled up to make a stove.,But even now, he still doesn't know why he was locked in here.,The stench and the sharp screech poured into his head from his ears and nostrils, almost knocking him unconscious.。