The purple spiritual fire released by Xuan Ke could only illuminate an area with a radius of about fifteen meters. The rock platform where the practitioners stood was not large. Only the stone steps in front of them that extended downwards seemed to have no end, going deep into the darkness.
After Chu Chen said there was something strange, everyone held their breaths. However, the surroundings were abnormally quiet, as if the world had come to a standstill.
After a long while, Lan Xuan asked the protagonist with a blank expression, "Senior Martial Brother Chu, my spiritual sense is too weak. I really can't sense anything strange. Can you tell me more? "
The red-clothed young female cultivator, Zhou Lin, nodded repeatedly. Very flustered?
Danger was approaching, but they couldn't see it. This feeling was the worst!
Not only this group of cultivators, but even Shi Yuyan, who was always as ethereal as an immortal and untainted by the world, also looked at the protagonist with a questioning gaze.
"I can't tell you the specifics. I only know that if we continue to stay here, we'll be in great danger. How about we all follow these stone steps and leave this place. Let's go down and see!"
Chu Chen frowned slightly and said in a low voice.
"But it might be even more dangerous down there. Who knows what's down there?"
A timid young cultivator clenched his teeth and shook his head with a pale face.
"Mm. I only know this is a refuge from the map. As for what's down there, we can only understand after exploring it," Chu Chen said slowly.
In fact, the secret map of the Small Immortal Realm had already indicated what was down there, but Chu Chen couldn't tell everyone.
Because there was something down there that Chu Chen wanted.
"I'm afraid the refuge in this volcano isn't as simple as a refuge. After spending so much effort to create this space, there should be a mystery or treasure."
Under the influence of the Duan Xiong old demon, Lan Xuan had a natural sensitivity to treasures.
Xuan Ge, the old man who looked like a war lion, shook his head vigorously. "At this time, survival is the most important thing. Treasures and the like are just worldly possessions."
The cultivators immediately quieted down, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.
Xuan Ke took a deep breath, "But since Junior Brother Chu has sensed danger here, we can't stay here for long. Our lives can be said to be given by Junior Brother Chu. Although I don't know where this stone step leads to, even if it leads to hell, if Junior Brother Chu chooses, I will follow."
"I'll go with Senior Chu."
Lan Xuan immediately raised his hand. Shi Yuyan, who had been keeping a certain distance from everyone, also gestured to Chu Chen to lead the way.
Since the powerful experts in the teams had already made their decisions, the group of cultivators could only follow suit.
Although everyone was fearful of the unknown danger, at the same time, they were also very curious about the secret place built inside the Mystical Fire Scarlet Crystal Volcano.
After the cultivators rested for a moment and adjusted their breathing, they gradually followed Chu Chen down the deep stone steps.
He walked into the world of darkness that kept extending downward.
No one knew when this stone step was built. It seemed to be extremely ancient, with mottled traces on it.
The entire stone step twisted and turned, like a giant python exploring in the darkness, but overall, it was extending downward.
The length of this stone step was also very surprising. After walking for more than two hours, they still hadn't reached the end!
Even Chu Chen had a feeling that this stone step had no end.
The two young cultivators in the team obviously became more and more timid as they walked. This stone step was very strange. It was deep, dark, and they couldn't see the destination. They felt that it was like a path to hell in the legends.
However, seeing Chu Chen walking at the front and Shi Yuyan at the back of the group, these two experts, one at the front and one at the back, made them feel a little more at ease. They could only brace themselves and follow the group down the mountain.
In this darkness, the passage of time also became blurry. The cultivators felt that they might have been going in circles, going back and forth in a certain range.
The stone step didn't have an end. The more they walked, the more frightened they became. The more they walked, the colder their hearts became.
After an unknown number of hours, when Chu Chen led the group to the last turn, all the cultivators were stunned.
After taking a step forward, their eyes suddenly opened up. At the bottom of this long and deep stone step was a vast and boundless square!
This square was really too big. At a glance, it was boundless.
Moreover, most of the square was hidden in darkness, without the slightest trace of light.
The ground of the square was made of an unknown material. It was dark brown in color, and there were large patches of dark red spots on it. It looked like it was formed by pools of blood.
The void rippled with an ancient and decaying smell, as if something had existed for thousands of years. The decaying smell was very unpleasant, mixed with some kind of blood and stench, causing everyone to frown.
A few female cultivators directly covered their noses with disgust.
The most creepy thing was that there was a tyrannical spirit force fluctuation left in the air. The fluctuation was faintly discernible. Sometimes it felt very ancient, and sometimes it was very clear.
It gave others the feeling as if an extremely formidable ancient evil god was hiding in the darkness and spying on them, and it seemed as if it would pounce out at any moment and tear them apart and prey on them like prey.
"The evil spirit is restrained, and the blood light is faintly discernible. This doesn't seem like a good place …"
An elegant middle-aged man in green clothes in the team silently pressed his fingers and launched a series of symbols into a grayish-black tortoiseshell-like magic weapon in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of dark red spiritual light rushed out of the tortoise shell, transforming into tide-like ripples in the air.
This middle-aged cultivator named Zhao Zhong had always been a particularly quiet person in the group, but he was good at divination. When they encountered danger, he would sometimes divine.
"What, Senior Martial Brother Zhao, did you divine something?"
Seeing this scene, Lan Xuan softly asked.
Zhao Zhong's expression was grave and he didn't speak.
Zhou Lin didn't seem to be familiar with this Zhao Zhong, so he quietly asked Lan Xuan, "Who is this?"
Lan Xuan introduced him in a low voice. This person's name was Zhao Zhong, and he was a descendant of an extremely rare divination sect, the Divination Sect. This sect was good at divination, divination, and foreseeing misfortune and fortune. They were unique in the cultivation world.
Everyone's eyes focused on the middle-aged man in azure, waiting for his answer.
He didn't speak, as if he was afraid he had miscalculated. He repeatedly divined a few more times before finally letting out a long sigh. "A tide of evil blood, a star of death shines, a great omen!"
When the cultivators heard the omen of great omen, many of their faces turned pale. Could it be that the secret stone steps they had explored for so long were really the entrance to hell?
"Everyone, I suggest we immediately return and not stay here for a moment."
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