Before long, a gloomy black door suddenly appeared within the depths of the plunging abyss before Xiao Yan's sight, bearing a trace of a sinister power that did not belong to this world.
It seemed to be a power unique to the Hell Realm!
"Could this... be hell?"
Xiao Yan sneered as boundless power abruptly surged out around his body, carrying his physical form to step right into it!
Leaping past the Gate of Hell, what flooded into his sight were scene after scene of bizarre spectacles!
There were simply no such things as the so-called eighteen hells and Hell Crucible scenery before him.
It seemed he had not entered hell at all, but rather a bizarre world of overlapping spaces, for at the end of this land before his eyes, a gigantic pitch-black door still quietly stood.
The entire space was unimaginably vast and dilapidated, with countless pitch-black auras floating about aimlessly. Within them, a certain extremely formidable aura seemed to be waiting for his arrival.
"This place..."
Xiao Yan stepped inside, his gaze constantly remaining vigilant of his surroundings.
"Welcome to the Ghost Gate of hell... Enter the Ghost Gate."
A trace of nearly ethereal, gloomy turbid Qi slowly welled up from between heaven and earth, and then a somewhat eerie voice emerged from within it.
This fellow seemed to be waiting here specifically for him!
"The Ghost Gate?"
Xiao Yan stayed in place, watching the voice within the turbid Qi with vigilance.
The Hell Realm was something he was coming into contact with for the first time. Although the strength of experts here could not compare to the Monster Realm, with the participation of the mastermind behind the scenes, everything had turned bizarre, and the gap in strength seemed already impossible to deduce with common sense.
"This