As they went farther ahead, the temperature around them grew higher and higher, eventually reaching a point where even Zhao Xuan found it scorching. Looking down along the rock wall, they saw nothing but rolling crimson magma.
The group gradually realized something was wrong. Why did it feel as though they were descending the farther they went?
The surrounding light was dim, and their vision came to an abrupt stop after a few dozen meters. Anything farther away was concealed by darkness, impossible to make out.
The road ahead stretched deep and secluded, truly resembling a path leading to hell. There was no hope in sight, no end to be seen.
"Perhaps this road slopes downward. It is simply too long for us to notice."
Tang San speculated, but he was still puzzled. If the end of this road was the exit, why would the exit be below them?
"Could the City of Slaughter actually be inside the mountain behind the town where we entered?"
Zhao Xuan shook his head. That mountain was not large enough to possibly contain the entire City of Slaughter.
He said calmly, "Xiao San, do you remember the light curtain we passed through when we entered?"
"What about it?" Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan curiously.
"If I am not mistaken, the City of Slaughter is actually a secret realm, an independent little world. Its physical form does not exist in the original world. It exists on its own."
"An independent existence?"
Tang San was startled, but he quickly calmed down. As someone who had transmigrated, he knew there were other worlds beyond this one. In that case, the existence of some smaller worlds was not difficult for him to accept.
Hu Liena silently followed behind the two of them, seeming to listen closely to