The tattered leaves remained tender and green. No one knew how much time had passed, yet they still carried traces of vitality, untouched by destruction.
Shi Hao picked them up. The runes within had already faded, yet faint wisps of life force still exuded from them. He couldn't imagine the intensity of the battle that had taken place here in ancient times.
After a moment of silence, Shi Hao decided to continue descending, determined to see what was calling him. Without uncovering the truth, he felt uneasy and unable to let go.
Of course, this was contingent on the descent still being feasible. If the danger proved overwhelming, he would have no choice but to turn back.
At this moment, he took out the Pill Furnace to protect himself.
The abyss grew darker, its walls rough and jagged, resembling dragon scales with countless cracks. A chilling, unsettling aura intermittently spread from them.
"Boom!"
The Pill Furnace jolted violently with a thunderous roar.
