After the giant fish swallowed him, the field of vision around Luo Yichuan suddenly darkened.
It was over.
A chill gripped his body, and he felt that survival was hopeless.
After experiencing a spell of spinning and turning, he only felt his body crash into something, and light gradually emerged before his eyes.
It seemed he had landed.
Had he landed in Netherworld Hell?
This was the only thought that flashed through his mind.
He instinctively looked toward the dim space all around, wanting to make out the scene here.
According to legend, when people die they enter hell, and by this moment he had already calmly accepted this reality.
It was just that what made him rather curious was what sort of scene the Netherworld Hell, filled with the hundred ghosts as legend said, actually was.
Yet the scene of the hundred ghosts roaming everywhere that he had imagined did not appear.
What appeared before him turned out to be a man, a dragon, and a beast.
A dragon?!
At this instant, Luo Yichuan's head exploded with a roar, utterly finding it somewhat hard to believe the scene he saw.
His consciousness instantly became a good deal clearer.
Depending on the instinct to survive, he struggled and climbed up, striving to look toward the dragon's shadow ahead.
In the Netherworld Hell, there was still a dragon?
This thought flashed through his mind.
At first it was slight astonishment, but then he felt it was not impossible to accept.
After all, dragons in the present world had long since gone extinct.
Perhaps after dying, just like other living beings, they also had to enter the Netherworld Hell, so seeing a dragon here did not seem unacceptable.
On the contrary, seeing a dragon made him all the more certain that he