The force relentlessly eroded his body, attempting to devour his vitality and seize his life force.
But under the circulation of the Netherworld Path, all of this was like a breeze brushing past, unable to cause any substantial impact.
He traversed section after section of the mine path.
The tunnels grew wider, deeper, and the eerie force became stronger.
Along the way, he saw more corpses.
Some lay on either side of the tunnel, some embedded in the rock layers, and others pinned to the tunnel ceiling by some unknown force.
Though their modes of death varied, they shared one common trait — they were all withered like dead wood, their life force completely drained.
Some of these corpses, even after countless eons in death, still exuded a chilling pressure.
It was the oppressive aura of a Supreme Being.
Gu Qingfeng's gaze swept over the remains of these Supremes, his heart growing heavier toward the entity within the cave.
