It turned out the Minglian Sea lay beneath the depths of the Nether Abyss. The things that had collapsed and fallen into it earlier had stirred up what had once been calm, churning it until some of its mist was swept up and surged above.
Though neither Luo Yunji nor the Ghost King had sensed danger approaching, the strand of Black Silk behind Luo Yunji's head suddenly grew restless, writhing behind him with its tendrils spread wide.
The Ghost King saw it. Before he could warn Luo Yunji, the strand of Black Silk suddenly stretched longer, writhing and swaying at the edge of the platform.
Luo Yunji also sensed something amiss behind his head and hurriedly turned to look. He saw the black mist, already surging close, about to touch his shoes.
"Ah! Whatever you do, don't touch that!" he warned the Ghost King, then leaped into the air and hovered there, watching the thick black mist that had surged onto the platform.
"So that's how it is!"
Luo Yunji stroked his chin. "Looks like the passage to the Underworld must be beneath this abyss. There's clearly an aura of the Underworld in this black mist."
No wonder the Black Silk had reacted to the black mist as if it had spotted a feast.
"We'd better get out of here as soon as possible!" The Ghost King didn't try to test how dangerous the black mist was. He hovered in the air with his treasure and watched the mist gather in ever greater quantities on the platform below.
"Do you know how to leave?" Luo Yunji turned to look at the Ghost King.
The Ghost King paused, then slowly shook his head.
Neither of them knew how they had gotten in, let alone how to get out!
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