The Lord of the Ancient Castle, Durahan

His exchange with Yu Wenwen had given Jiang Qiao more information about the Supernatural World.

As for the so-called "underworld," he remembered what the Old Woman from General's Tomb had told him in Mocheng. More than a hundred years ago, an ancient village had entered a mysterious world through the eerie lake at the end of the desert.

It was at the bottom of an ocean, but the surroundings were filled not with water, but liquid hydrogen. The entire ocean had not only possessed an extremely hostile temperature, but had also been filled with all kinds of incomprehensible Supernatural Phenomena.

The explorers had continued climbing for more than three hundred kilometers, yet not only had they failed to reach the surface, they had also encountered a terrifying Supernatural Attack. In the end, only six members of the elite team of more than fifty had returned alive.

And before long.

The ancient village had been wiped out by the eerie existence in that lake.

Not a single survivor.

When Jiang Qiao had heard this information, Jupiter and Saturn had appeared in his mind. And the eerie existence that had destroyed the ancient village was very likely the suspected godlike thing he had encountered during the simulation.

Indeed, only a god could possibly destroy an ancient village in an instant.

"So the Source World where the Mountain Ghosts reside is the Solar System... Then how did I transmigrate here?"

After that exchange.

Jiang Qiao had obtained some answers, but many new questions had emerged as well.

"Forget about that for now. I'll dismantle this altar first and see if there's anything good inside."

He exhaled deeply.

In the end, he said nothing more and did not press Yu Wenwen about the underworld.

Because she did not seem to know much either.

Instead,