Liu Mang stepped into the cave and suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath his feet. His body went weightless as he uncontrollably plunged downward.
"Where did the ground go?"
He hurriedly used his cultivation to steady himself and looked down. The ground beneath him had been carved into a funnel, its surface as smooth as a mirror.
A stream of resentment, baleful energy, and vicious aura billowed from the hole at the funnel's center. A heavy stench of blood mixed with rusty iron continuously invaded his nostrils.
For an instant, Liu Mang even had the illusion that he had returned to the Blood Sea.
"Kid! Kid! Come over here!"
A shout tinged with relief interrupted Liu Mang's thoughts.
Following the voice, he looked down and saw a little demon shouting at him.
Upon closer inspection, it was the one that had escorted the Beast Race and entered the cave ahead of him.
This little demon must have failed to control himself upon entering as well, rolling straight into the funnel's center. Only the upper half of his body remained outside now.
A powerful suction force came from the hole at the funnel's center. Though the little demon used every ounce of strength to crawl outward, his body was still being dragged toward it inch by inch.
The people who entered before must all have been sucked into the funnel by this force. Liu Mang looked at the empty cave and thought to himself.
Whenever the little demon's body touched the funnel hole, a burst of Jin Guang rose from its mouth. The flesh that came into contact with the golden light was immediately ground into pulp and sucked into the hole, disappearing without a trace.
The intense pain would then make the little demon desperately climb upward again.
He clung