Braving the Hell Road Alone

Tang San suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath his feet, and then he fell without the slightest warning.

The instant the sensation of the stone slab underfoot disappeared, it turned into nothingness, as if he had seen Black Commander.

After an unknown amount of time, he landed heavily on something hard.

Beyond the edge of the platform was a stretch of bottomless darkness, while the air was filled with a hot, fishy stench that made him frown despite himself.

How should he put it?

It was like leaving meat outdoors in the south for months, then mixing it together with all kinds of wet garbage.

Tang San carefully surveyed his surroundings and confirmed that, at the edge of the platform, an extremely narrow path extended forward.

But it was very narrow—just enough for one person, or rather, someone like him, to pass through.

If someone's sense of balance was even a little lacking, they would probably fall straight off.

In less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, a dense black mass suddenly poured out of the darkness ahead, and Tang San's heart sank sharply.

Bats?

That made sense. It would be stranger if a place like this had no bats.

But wasn't this number a little too much?

However, with a thought from Tang San, the Blue Silver Domain instantly unfolded, and countless strands of Blue Silver Grass poked out from the cracks on both sides of the stone path, forming a barrier.

The swarm of bats crashed into the blue-silver barrier, their sharp teeth biting through one grass stem after another, but new Blue Silver Grass always grew back even faster.

At the same time, Tang San swept both hands across his waist, and the mechanisms of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow clicked repeatedly,