Just then, A Hu stopped. The whole party halted with him and followed his gaze.
A tall mountain rose ahead and to one side. Through the thin veil of light, they could make out a city built halfway up its slope.
"Huh?" Tang Changsheng sounded faintly surprised. He had thought they had reached their destination, but the sight of that city told him otherwise.
Its architecture was utterly unlike anything in the Wuman World, and just as far removed from that of the Eastern Glory World.
It looked more like the cities Tang Changsheng had seen the invading Ghost Gods from the Outer Regions build in the Great Chu World.
Could this be the work of the Purple Dusk Demons? They've built a foothold in the Netherworld? What audacity!
The Wuman World was still independent, if only barely, but it had already been drawn into the Eastern Glory World. For all intents and purposes, it was part of it now.
Yet these creatures dared build a foothold here in the Netherworld, deep in a place hidden from all eyes. What the Purple Dusk Demons intended was all too easy to guess!
Tang Changsheng could already smell a conspiracy!
While he pondered this, A Hu let out an enraged roar. His body swelled into a giant dozens of yards tall, and he charged toward the mountain.
"True Person!" Yuan Wu and the others cried out in alarm, about to stop him, but Tang Changsheng shook his head slightly. "Let him go!"
A Hu roared as he raced toward the mountain in the Netherworld. A commotion that loud could hardly go unnoticed before he arrived, and the mountain erupted into turmoil.
Countless Netherworld Giants, some three to five yards tall and others more than ten, were chained up on the mountain. Treated