The rumble of the metro drew closer, like the deafening roar of some prehistoric beast, swiftly approaching the Tongue-Pulling Station where Zhou Yao stood.
This was the first station of the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and also the starting point of the entire Yin Mountain Metro.
When the metro lights pierced the darkness and shone upon the platform, the thunderous sound of the train's movement suddenly stalled for an instant.
The noise came to an abrupt stop. It was as though the entire metro had encountered something beyond its expectations, pausing briefly on the tracks.
Then, the rumbling grew even fiercer!
The metro was accelerating. The friction between its wheels and tracks became shrill and piercing, while the rails began to shake violently, producing metallic "clack-clack-clack" grating sounds.
The entire train seemed intent on ignoring Zhou Yao's presence, rushing straight past the Tongue-Pulling platform and into the dark tunnel ahead.
At that moment, Zhou Yao raised the white slip of paper in his hand.
Under the ghastly white lights, that slip of paper was especially conspicuous, its writing radiating a blood-red glow.
Zhou Yao's voice rose high, echoing throughout the entire station. "White Impermanence's Edict is here!"
The instant his words fell, the entire world fell silent.
The Yin Mountain Metro shook violently!
The platform floor began to crack. Countless fissures spread from beneath Zhou Yao's feet in every direction. The ghastly lights overhead began to flicker, brightening and dimming as strange shifts of light and shadow shrouded the entire platform.
The next moment, the suppressive force of higher laws from the Mythic Era descended like Mount Tai crushing down from above!
That suppressive force was formless and intangible, yet undeniably real. It descended from the void, enveloping the entire platform and the entire metro.
The air became thick, breathing