In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Su Han focused his mind on sensing the Netherworld Mark in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Sure enough, the crimson rune heated up slightly, conveying a vague directional intention. It was not a visual map, but a kind of intuitive pull, pointing to the stone tablet in the center of the platform that had returned to calm.

"The guidance points to...this very stone tablet." Su Han walked up to the stone tablet and reached out to touch its cool, smooth surface.

The moment his fingertips touched the monument, another strange event occurred!
The ghostly characters flowing on the stone tablet suddenly accelerated, then abruptly shrank inward, turning the entire stone tablet into a black water mirror.

The mirror surface rippled, its interior dark and deep, radiating a strong spatial fluctuation.

"The entrance... is actually inside the stone tablet!" Biyao exclaimed in surprise.

Su Han took a deep breath, turned around and glanced at Lu Xueqi and Biyao, and saw the same determination and resolve in their eyes.

At this point, there is no turning back.

"Follow me."

After Su Han finished speaking, he activated his spiritual power to protect himself, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared directly into the rippling black mirror.

Without hesitation, Lu Xueqi and Biyao flashed away almost simultaneously, following closely behind, and plunged into the mirror of the stone tablet.

After the three figures disappeared, the ripples on the surface of the stone tablet gradually subsided, becoming hard and smooth again. The Netherworld characters on it also disappeared, returning to their original wordless state.

Only the Netherworld Token in the groove flickered almost imperceptibly.

The circular platform fell silent once more, as if no one had ever set foot on it for millennia.

……

A brief, dizzying sensation swept over me.

Su Han felt as if he had passed through a cold, damp tunnel, surrounded by blurry light and shadows rushing by, interspersed with countless fragmented, inaudible whispers.

Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long.

As my feet touched solid ground again, a thick, oppressive aura of death, mixed with a faint musty smell and a strange floral fragrance, rushed towards me.

Su Han steadied himself and immediately looked around warily.

Lu Xueqi and Biyao also appeared beside him almost at the same time, each holding a magical weapon, their expressions solemn.

They appeared to be in a huge underground tunnel.

The passageway was wide enough to accommodate several carriages side by side. The walls were not made of stone, but of a dark, bronze-like material, covered with ancient patterns similar to those on the stone pillars and platforms outside, but more intricate and complete, depicting various scenes of the underworld: ghost messengers leading the way, judging the dead, crossing the River of Oblivion, reincarnation...

The top of the passageway was very high, hidden in the darkness, and its exact height was not visible.

The rough stone path beneath my feet stretched out into the deep darkness.

Most strikingly, scattered crimson flowers grow at the base of the walls on both sides of the passageway.

Its petals are slender and alluring, emitting a faint, cold light—it is the red spider lily!

Their presence provided a faint light source, casting an eerie glow over the dark passageway.

The strange floral fragrance that permeates the air comes from these spider lilies.

"This... is the interior of the sealed core?" Biyao lowered her voice, curiously looking around. "It feels like... a tomb passage?" Lu Xueqi sensed the dense, ghostly death energy in the air. The Tianya Divine Sword emitted a low, resonant sound, automatically adjusting its sword energy to help her resist the corrosive death energy. She said in a deep voice, "The death energy is extremely heavy; my spiritual energy circulation is nearly 30% sluggish. This place is far more dangerous than the outside world."

Su Han nodded; his feelings were the most pronounced.

The Netherworld Imprint in his sea of ​​consciousness became much more active here, and the sense of attraction became clearer, pointing directly to the depths of the passageway.

At the same time, through the mark, he vaguely sensed that at the end of this passage, there existed a vast, chaotic energy body filled with greed and tyranny.

That must be the remnant soul of the sealed "Soul-Devouring Beast"!
Strangely, this energy entity was very unstable, sometimes violent, sometimes listless, as if it were being disturbed by something.

"Follow me, and be on guard."

Su Han said in a low voice, and took the lead in cautiously proceeding along the passageway in the direction indicated by the markings.

The passageway is extremely long and not straight, with frequent bends and forks.

But with the guidance of the Netherworld Mark, Su Han was always able to make the right choices.

Along the way, they saw more murals and sculptures in the style of the underworld, as well as more self-illuminating spider lilies.

In fact, in front of some murals, there are still some scattered, decayed weapons and armor, as well as some dusty vessels that look like they were used for sacrifices.

It's as if there were frequent activities here in a very distant era.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the sound of rushing water could be faintly heard ahead.

The further you go, the louder the sound of water becomes, and the more concentrated the water vapor in the air becomes, along with an indescribable fishy smell that seems to be a mixture of mud, sand, and decaying matter.

After rounding a huge bend, the sight before them made the three of them stop in their tracks and gasp in shock.

The passageway has come to an end.

Ahead lay an underground space far larger than anyone could have imagined.

In the center of the space, a turbid, colossal river, its opposite bank nowhere in sight, flowed silently, its waters glowing with an eerie yellow light. Countless blurry, distorted, and painful phantoms floated on its surface, emitting faint, mournful howls.

Along the riverbank, there is an endless, fiery red sea of ​​flowers—the Red Spider Lily!
Amidst the sea of ​​flowers, a winding dirt road leads into the depths of the mist.

At the beginning of the road stands a huge stone tablet with three ancient underworld characters engraved on it—the Road to the Underworld!

All of this was exactly the same as what Su Han saw in his divine sense and the scene that appeared on the stone tablet outside!
"The River of Oblivion... the Road to the Underworld..." Biyao's voice trembled slightly, "Have we... really arrived in the underworld?"

Lu Xueqi gripped Tianya tightly, the tip of the sword pointing forward, her whole body tense.

The scene before her was too real; the aura of death and annihilation contained in the river made her soul tremble.

This is no illusion!
Su Han was also greatly shocked, but the burning sensation of the Netherworld Mark in his sea of ​​consciousness reached its peak, pointing in the direction of the Yellow Springs Road!
Through the mark, he could clearly sense that the source of the chaotic energy representing the remnant soul of the "Soul Devouring Beast" was at the end of the Yellow Springs Road, deep within that mist!
“The core of the seal is at the other end of the road,” Su Han said in a deep voice, his gaze falling on the huge stone tablet at the starting point of the Yellow Springs Road.

He discovered that this stone tablet was almost identical to the one he had "seen" when he used his divine sense to probe the Netherworld Token at the edge of the deep pit.

The only difference is that this stone tablet is older, has a more ancient feel, and seems to have some fine, recently formed cracks on its surface!

From the cracks, wisps of black energy seeped out, originating from the same source as the aura of the monsters in the deep pit, but purer and more terrifying!
"The seal... has indeed loosened!" Su Han's heart sank.

Those cracks are proof of the disturbance! (End of Chapter)