The Water Gate differed from the other seven gates only in the characters above it. Everything else looked like a perfect copy: the identical entrance, the identical height and width, and the same endlessly oppressive feeling.
From the outside, it was clearly just a doorway, with no obstruction whatsoever, yet it was impossible to see anything within. All that lay beyond was pitch-black darkness, filled with terror.
Standing before the gate, Wang Cai was the first to start gulping. It remembered Chu Han saying that very few people who entered these gates ever came back out. Even Chu Han did not know what was inside, which meant his experience from his previous life would be completely useless here.
Feeling equally uneasy, Chu Han took a deep breath and stepped inside.
Whoosh!
The instant he entered the Water Gate, Chu Han immediately felt an enormous pressure of water. His hands and feet felt as though they could barely move in the deep sea, yet there was no water around him. The pitch-black darkness also restricted his five senses.
"Ahhh! Listen, listen, listen!" Wang Cai began shouting the moment it entered. There was no other reason—at the instant they entered, both of them heard what sounded like the howls of wronged souls beside their ears. The sound did not enter through their ears, but pierced straight into their hearts.
Though Chu Han had been startled at first, Wang Cai's frantic wailing calmed him down instead. He felt that having such a comic companion around meant there was never much pressure anywhere. It had practically been born to be funny.
Still, beneath the overwhelming pressure before him, Chu Han was not quite unable to move, but it severely hindered his actions. With what lay ahead completely unknown, the danger had undoubtedly been pushed