Only then did Tang Changsheng turn his attention to the Minotaurs. But at that moment, a roar seemed to rise from deep underground.
Instead of being startled, Tang Changsheng was delighted. "A Divine Creature?" Ignoring the Minotaurs, he headed into the base.
Few of Great Chu's Forward Base facilities stood aboveground; most lay within this Underground Space. Now that Great Chu's soldiers had withdrawn, the Minotaurs had turned it into their lair.
The passages had already been a tangled maze, and the Minotaurs had made them even more labyrinthine.
But even if such a maze could trap others, how could it hold an expert of Tang Changsheng's caliber?
The remaining Minotaur guards never noticed him. He strolled straight past them as though taking a leisurely walk through a garden.
Following his senses, he went deeper underground, passing barrier after barrier. Long after he left the original base behind, not a trace of human construction remained.
At last, he reached an underground precipice. He was already hundreds of meters below the surface, and there was no telling how deep the rift plunged. Mist drifted within it, as though it led to the mysterious, unknowable Netherworld.
"This looks much like what I saw in the Witch-Barbarian mountains..."
When Tang Changsheng had first taken Hongdong Stockade and Flowerfoot Stockade, he had ventured deep into the cave where the Ancestral Spirits dwelled. What he had seen there looked almost identical to this place.
Back then, Tang Changsheng had been merely an Illusory Spirit Disciple with little experience. Now he had cultivated to the True Immortal Realm and become a Heavenly Lord.
He had not dared explore further then. Now, without even investigating, Tang Changsheng knew where this place led.
The mist churned, and something enormous seemed to be crawling out of it. A hint