After roughly three hours, Shen Luo and the others finally reached the valley floor. It was quite different from what they had imagined upon reaching their destination; the bottom of this canyon was clearly not the end of their journey.
Even so, the feeling of solid ground beneath their feet was far better than slowly flying downward while being repelled by spatial force.
Shen Luo took out the Spatial Spirit Talisman from his sleeve. The light on it was still flickering, guiding their way.
Following the direction indicated by the Spatial Spirit Talisman for a while, they were surprised to find a winding mountain path beneath their feet, clearly built by human hands, stretching into the thick mist ahead.
"Strange. Why would there be a man-made mountain road here?" Nie Caizhu asked in surprise.
"That is perfectly normal. This entire area may have been swallowed into Northern Abyss Kun's belly. Even if we saw pavilions and towers here, there would be nothing surprising about it. It is just that the space here is truly chaotic. We were falling through a canyon just moments ago, yet now it feels as though we have suddenly arrived in the mountains. It really is rather baffling." Shen Luo shook his head.
"Inside Northern Abyss Kun's stomach, space could not possibly be normal." Ao Hong added with a smile.
After walking for a while, they suddenly came upon a fork in the road. Two winding mountain paths extended to the left and right, both disappearing into the thick mist at their ends, with no indication of where they led.
"This... which way should we go?" the Mirror Demon asked with a frown.
Hearing this, Shen Luo suspended the Spatial Spirit Talisman before him. Its light flickered, but it did not drift toward either the left