"Have we actually reached the bottom?"
Jiang Qiao was somewhat surprised. He had not expected to suddenly arrive at the lakebed. The moment his feet touched solid ground, he even felt a sense of unreality.
He had thought he would keep sinking for a long time.
He had not expected it to happen so quickly.
"Doesn't look that deep. Maybe just a few thousand meters."
A few thousand meters was already an extremely terrifying depth for a lake in the ordinary world, nearly comparable to the depth of most seas.
But in the Supernatural Circle, this much depth was nothing more than the bottom of the barrel.
He looked around.
It was very unusual.
There was no silt, no aquatic grass, nothing that a normal lakebed should have.
Beneath his feet lay a stretch of bluish-gray stone slabs, their surfaces smooth as though they had been polished. The slabs extended outward, vanishing into the hazy shadows in the distance.
There was not a single rise or dip in sight.
It was utterly flat.
By the time the lake water reached this place, its color had instead returned to normal, no longer possessing that paint-like hue. And from who knew where, light filtered in. Though it was dim down here, it was not so dark that one could not see their hand in front of their face.
The visibility...
Was actually several dozen meters!
"This lakebed is much brighter than above."
He was a little surprised.
Logically speaking.
The deeper one went into a Supernatural place, the stranger it should become. Yet this place actually seemed somewhat normal.
"That's exactly what makes it the most abnormal."
Jiang Qiao's expression turned vigilant.
He looked around again. The others who had entered with him were nowhere to be seen.
Shen Boxia, Jin Shanba,