Above the bone steps stood two enormous jawbones covered in sharp fangs.
One above and one below, they gaped savagely open, forming a deep passage like a giant mouth leading into hell's stomach.
Luo Chen stood there quietly, neither sorrowful nor joyful.
Whoosh...
A fierce wind howled past, scattering the thick stench of blood.
Yuan Qingzang landed before Luo Chen, his emotions incomparably complicated.
There was worry and astonishment, shock and reverence, and even a measure of guilt.
That battle just now had reached heights no Martial Dao Human Immortal could hope to attain.
Luo Chen had confronted it head-on without suffering the slightest injury, while Yuan Qingzang had fled in a bedraggled retreat.
"Luo Chen, sorry, just now I..."
"It is nothing. You warned me aloud, and Luo am already deeply grateful." Luo Chen raised a hand to cut him off, yet his gaze remained fixed within that blood-red great gate.
Through the endlessly dark passage, it was as if he had seen something.
Yuan Qingzang felt as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, then asked hesitantly, "You're going in?"
Luo Chen nodded. "Of course!"
Yuan Qingzang's eyes widened. "I admit you are formidable, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Annihilation Kings like the Wuyou Realm Master and Xuan Liexiu of the Sea of Stars. But are you really not afraid of offending Corpse beyond all repair?"
Annihilation King?
A king of Martial Dao from before the Great Annihilation Era arrived?
It was not a bad title.
Heh heh!
"That depends on whether Corpse is really here!"
Luo Chen chuckled and stepped into the dark passage whose end could not be seen.
Yuan Qingzang stood at the entrance with a bewildered expression.
What did he mean, "whether Corpse is really here?"
Could Corpse have already