The underground space.
Lin Sheng plunged downward like a phantom.
Only after descending several thousand meters did he come to a stop.
The underground space had grown exceedingly cramped here, its surroundings simply furnished. Few people ever came this far down.
"R-right here!! But a formation blocks it. We need to undo the formation first!"
Shi Li pointed at a section of wall as he spoke.
Hearing this, Lin Sheng released him.
Without delay, Shi Li hurried several steps toward a smooth, undecorated wall in the cramped space.
He stirred the internal force within his body, and before long, the wall began to change.
Faintly glowing lines appeared across the smooth wall. As their light brightened, the seamless wall suddenly receded to the sides, revealing a pitch-black passage.
A scorching current of air surged out of the passage. Lin Sheng's eyes lit up at the sight.
With the formation open, his senses could now clearly probe the passage beyond.
Without further hesitation, he grabbed Shi Li and flashed into the passage.
The passage was only a hundred meters long. In the blink of an eye, he reached its end, where a cave the size of a bedroom lay.
The cave was bare and dark.
Only a rotting, yellowed meditation cushion sat in its center, with a gaunt figure resembling a dried corpse seated cross-legged upon it.
Even seated, the figure stood nearly two meters tall, considerably taller than an ordinary beastman. If he were still alive, his towering stature would have been rare even among beastmen.
His present appearance, however, made it clear that he had been dead for some time.
His general features were still discernible, and they differed from those of ordinary beastmen. The towering figure had sparse body hair, only slightly more than a normal human. Only