Lu Xueqi (51)

The madness and venom contained within that roar nearly shattered their minds.

"Steady your minds!" Su Han shouted. The Netherworld Mark blazed brightly, forming a thin dark-golden barrier around the three of them, barely fending off the soul attack.

"We have to go in and reinforce the seal!" Su Han's gaze was resolute as he stepped forward first, entering the giant gate leading into the depths of the Underworld.

Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao followed close behind.

The moment the three entered, the Bronze Giant Gate behind them gave a heavy muffled boom and slowly closed, completely cutting off their retreat.

The world beyond the gate was even vaster and more ruined than it had appeared from outside.

The sky was eternally dusky yellow, with neither sun, moon, nor stars—only oppressive clouds hanging low.

Beneath their feet lay cracked black earth, permeated with the stench of decay.

In the distance, the shadows of collapsed palaces loomed like slumbering beasts.

Yet the most eye-catching sight was undoubtedly the terrifying entity sealed at the center of the ruins.

Now that they were closer, the remnant soul of the Soul Devouring Beast was clearer—and even more nauseating.

It had no fixed shape. It resembled a mass of constantly roiling, swelling black smoke, yet sharp claws would occasionally condense within it, bloodshot giant eyes would emerge at times, and more often than not, countless twisted, agonized human faces surfaced across its body, wailing before being swallowed once more.

Those faces were the marks left behind by the souls it had devoured over countless years.

It was assaulting a barrier composed of countless Golden Runes. The barrier was already covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and there was even an obvious gap at its center, from which dense Black Qi continuously poured out.

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