Lu Yang had barely guided the flying dragon into the Underworld when it let out a mournful cry and rapidly descended to the ground, pressing its head against the earth to show its respect for the God of Death.
Wings
A pair of wings suddenly appeared on Lu Yang's back. This was the only way to fly into the Underworld. Even if a Great Angel or a Black Iron Warhawk came here, they would be unable to fly more than ten meters into the air under the pressure of the God of Death and the Underworld's unique barrier.
Only wings crafted by Otherworld Gods could allow Lu Yang to fly a hundred meters into the air, but they had a time limit. He could only fly for ten minutes at a time, after which he had to rest for half an hour.
Lu Yang forcefully kicked off the ground. Using the momentum of his jump, he spread his wings and flew into the Underworld's barrier. Without needing to face these lesser god undead, he swiftly flew toward the northeastern corner of the Underworld. When he passed a yellow river, he did not dare cross it. Instead, he followed it upstream. After passing a fifty-meter-tall yellow waterfall, he arrived at its edge.
System Notification: You have discovered the River Styx Waterfall!
The river water was filled with Death Aura. As long as someone came into contact with a single drop, they would fall into boundless terror. If players touched it, they would become stunned, then be submerged in the river until they died.
Even with wings, Lu Yang could not fly across the River Styx Waterfall. Coming into contact with the mist would also stun him and make him fall into the River Styx, which was why he had