Netherworld Revealed

This was a massive cavern, so vast that its end could not be seen at a glance. Strangely, the enormous stalactites hanging from the ceiling were a deep, blood-red color. Below them lay an even more completely crimson world.

The blood-reeking liquid churned without end. Looking with the naked eye alone, it was impossible to tell how deep this dense crimson fluid was. Even the air here seemed tinged with a faint red.

At the very center of the cavern stood a pitch-black stone platform. It was not large, only about five meters in diameter, yet its profound blackness was especially conspicuous in this blood-red world.

At the center of the platform was a strange patch of blackness, condensed into something like a Black Hole. The Black Hole was about a meter across, with faint red glimmers rippling around it. Looking closely, one could see that these red glimmers had condensed from the bloody color in the air.

At this moment, four figures stood before the Black Hole on the stone platform—three men and one woman, each emanating an eerie aura.

Two of them wore blood-red robes. They were Fen Tian, Lord of the Crimson Blood Hell, and Shen Mo, its deputy lord. The other two were rather unusual. Their auras were weak, yet they were Huang Xingyun and Yun Ruoyu, the husband and wife from the Valley of Sentiments who should have been recuperating from their injuries in their room.

At this moment, all four were enveloped by a mysterious power. Fen Tian and Shen Mo's eyes emitted a faint golden glow as their cultivation steadily improved. As for Huang Xingyun and Yun Ruoyu, who had been heavily injured during the day, not only had their wounds completely healed, but their cultivation had also increased considerably.

After a long