After entering through the stone gate, Luo Yan found himself facing a massive tunnel.
The tunnel twisted and stretched into the distance, as if it led straight to the netherworld.
Bai? pointed ahead, and countless tiny black creatures drifted through the air. These little things served as scouts, investigating the situation ahead.
Luo Yan activated his Divine Treasure and observed the tunnel. He discovered that it did not extend horizontally, but sloped downward. The incline was slight, however, making it difficult to notice.
Only instruments—or his own Divine Treasure Vision—could reveal it.
After Luo Yan told Bai? about his discovery, the girl stuck out her tongue and said, "That Rakshasa Demoness must really love living underground. We've already gone deep enough underground on this journey, and now we still have to keep going down."
"Maybe it's because the Rakshasa Demoness lives underground that people in ancient times believed hell was deep beneath the earth," Luo Yan said.
Bai? hugged herself. "So according to you, we're walking into hell?"
"Stop talking about it. I haven't seen the sun in days, and I was already scared. Now that you've put it that way, I want to go back."
Luo Yan smiled, mimed zipping his lips shut, and stopped discussing the subject.
They continued on in silence.
They walked through the tunnel for three days.
It was not until noon on the fourth day that they saw the exit.
Like the entrance, the exit had a massive stone gate, with a narrow opening between its doors.
Looking at the stone gate, Bai? could not help saying, "Who do you think built these stone gates?"
"People in ancient times probably never came this deep underground. Could they have been built by the Rakshasa Demoness and her demon servants?"
Luo Yan shook his head. "Probably