Eastern Suburbs.
The entrance to Locust Tree Alley.
"This is my first time coming to Ghost Alley too." Shen Boxia peered into the alley, clearly very curious.
Spring City was not a small city.
But it could not be called a major city either.
Yet this Ghost Alley was extremely famous in the Supernatural Circle of the south.
There were many places where people died.
But an alley like this one, which killed indiscriminately... Whether ordinary people or Special Ability Users, once you entered, you could forget about coming back out.
Even Great Divine Ability Users—
In other words, powerhouses at the level of the so-called "Great Sirs" in the north—
Had died inside.
And yet—
The fiends within the alley seemed quite content with the status quo, only killing those fools who actively entered seeking death.
They had never left the alley.
It was precisely because of this that the place became so famous. For a long time, it had attracted many people to investigate and observe it.
Of course—
They did not dare enter, only studying it from afar outside.
In the end—
They found nothing of note.
They could only give up.
It was only after hearing what that fiend had said today that Shen Boxia truly learned the full story behind this place.
It had certainly broadened his horizons.
"This alley has been abandoned for over forty years. People who die inside usually cannot even be found."
"No one knows where they went."
"Later, no one dared search for the bodies anymore. Anyone who entered would die."
Shen Boxia said.
From the outside, this alley looked no different from most abandoned backstreets.
Dilapidated buildings.
Peeling, mottled walls.
The weeds sprouting from the cracks of the uneven Stone Slab Road were lush.
They stood as high as