"This passage is too dangerous. We can't go in."
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. He could sense countless demons and Nether Ghosts guarding the far end of the passage. If he dared enter, what awaited him would be a demon nest, and certain death.
Of course, if he possessed absolute strength, he could slaughter all those demons. The problem was that with only Golden Core Realm strength, he still could not run rampant across the Hell plane.
He immediately abandoned the idea of entering Hell through the black hole on Formless Mountain.
The other eight black holes leading into the Hell plane were probably in the same situation. Countless demons and Nether Ghosts were desperate to escape Hell, and they watched these places at all times.
"Gu Bo, are there only nine entrances connecting to Hell?" Xia Ping asked.
Gu Bo thought for a moment. "City Lord, not necessarily. Small black holes occasionally appear as well, but they are tiny and unknown, so not many people know of them. Some black holes even exist only briefly before vanishing. That is why only nine black holes are widely known—they are the most representative ones."
Xia Ping's eyes immediately lit up upon hearing this. If he could find a small black hole, perhaps he could enter the Hell plane without having to worry about being surrounded and attacked by its demons and Nether Ghosts.
After all, he was entering Hell to seek opportunities, not to be killed by demons.
"Forget it. Let's go back."
Xia Ping waved his hand. Since Formless Mountain no longer had any treasures worth seeking, there was no need for him to remain here.
Several days later, at the Qingyang City Lord's Mansion.
After several days of cultivation, Xia Ping had finally stabilized his cultivation completely and