The Church in the Deepest Part of the Ancient Castle

The stone steps grew narrower and narrower.

At first, they had been wide enough for three people to pass through, but now even one person had trouble walking along them.

However.

Although he heard some strange noises along the way, Jiang Qiao did not suffer any Supernatural Attack.

He did not know whether these steps were inherently safe, or whether the lurking ghosts had seen that the young man descending alone was not someone to be trifled with and chosen to back down.

About an hour later, Jiang Qiao finally reached the bottom.

"More than ten thousand meters deep? This is even deeper than the Mariana Trench. What the hell kind of ancient castle is this?" He could not help grumbling.

Beneath the steps was a vast space, with corpses piled everywhere.

They were stacked layer upon layer, making them impossible to count.

Surrounding the corpses was viscous blood that nearly submerged his calves. For some reason, it had not coagulated, and its color remained bright red.

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."

"Although there's a rotten stench, these corpses seem to have been preserved almost perfectly. There's no sign of decay."

"Supernatural phenomena really are incredible."

"They give off a disgusting smell, yet look as fresh as meat that was just butchered."

Jiang Qiao hovered above the blood, somewhat moved by the sight before him.

The clothes on these corpses came from ancient times, modern times, and the Previous Era, but he had not found anyone dressed in modern clothing. This seemed to indicate that Jiang Qiao might be the only modern person to have reached this place.

Ignoring the densely packed corpses before him, he headed forward.

Although this place was incredibly spacious.

There was a clearly visible path hidden beneath the pool of blood.