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Chapter 1583 - 968: Records of Observations in The Underworld

Chapter 1583: Chapter 968: Records of Observations in The Underworld

"Ding ding ding..."

"Clang clang clang..."

The sound of chains or shackles clashing, cold and desolate, with a unique metallic texture, gradually reached Shi Hao’s ears, from distant to near, from vague to clear.

His body shuddered.

He immediately turned his head, looking towards the direction from which the sound came.

There, towering peaks rose one after another, stretching endlessly, with no end in sight, and each peak was entirely pitch black, as if drenched in ink, having shadows that seemed alive, making even the prehistoric Devil Mountains buried in the annals of time seem less than a tenth as stunning as these great peaks.

Because they were truly spectacular.

Even from Shi Hao’s perspective, they were overwhelmingly majestic.

Yet, this grandeur always gave him the feeling that it wasn’t near, as if these mountain shadows were mere illusions, like a Mirage.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Endless black fog gushed from the mountain crevices, like breath from some unimaginable ancient beast, carrying a wave of heat.

The black fog rolled like tides, charging forward with the momentum of thousands of troops, lingering on the heads of the pitch-black Devil Mountains, surging towards Shi Hao’s position.

Suddenly, the endless black fog approached like an ancient beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

At the same time, the sound akin to the clashing of metal grew even clearer.

The black fog enveloped the area like a large curtain.

Amidst the crowd of peaks, a massive portal appeared indistinctly, suddenly coming into Shi Hao’s view.

For indeed, that portal was so towering that its vastness and magnificence couldn’t be described even as a fraction of heaven-touching and earth-linking.

The portal loomed eerily, rising from the ground, seemingly transcending this realm.

An ancient aura overwhelmed all senses.

"Creak..."

At this moment.

As if pushed by an invisible giant force, the once tightly shut portal slowly opened.

Jiang Hui, with sharp eyes, instantly extended his Divine Sense when the creaking sound arose.

In his perception,

A long procession emerged from the world beyond the door.

Shi Hao quickly fixed his gaze to see.

To find the long procession neatly arranged, with men and women, old and young, some in human form, and various forms from other races, each differing from the other.

The sound of metal clashing was not from chains or shackles but from the items each carried on their backs.

Bulging like a small mountain, each pack was full, seemingly filled with various jars and bottles, causing a clattering noise with each step they took.

Shi Hao watched in intrigue.

Somewhat bewildered.

Moreover, surprised.

Although these figures appeared as living beings, in reality, they were not actual bodies, similar to those in the Void God Realm.

Yet compared to the Void God Realm where he once showcased his prowess in his youth, this mysterious world was more advanced.

If not for using the Heavenly Eye in the Unique Cave Heaven, he wouldn’t have been able to detect it. Anyone else couldn’t possibly see through.

Shi Hao roughly counted the figures, numbering about tens of thousands, each carrying a large grey-white snakeskin sack.

Though they seemed hurried, they maintained an orderly pace for some reason.

"Buzz..."

At that moment.

A sudden mutation occurred.

A gust of wind swept by, howling through, so strong that even Shi Hao staggered and swayed.

Fortunately, the gust appeared and disappeared suddenly.

With the wind gone, the endless black fog that originally enveloped the area vanished.

In its place appeared a vast plaza.

Paved with cyan stone slabs, some corners covered with moss, it seemed ancient, bearing a sense of weight and history.

"Rumble!"

In a certain spot, the stone slab trembled.

An object akin to an arrow tower burst forth, emerging from the ground.

The arrow tower-like structure wasn’t large, nor particularly majestic, but the top emitted a soft glow like moonlight, casting a warm hue that enveloped the area.

Around, the figures with bulging sacks saw this and began unloading their bags.

Inside, surprisingly, were various iron and wooden boards, and even tables and chairs.

Shortly, the place was filled with a myriad of stalls.

Shi Hao looked surprised.

These seemingly soul-like figures were actually vendors...

But setting up stalls here?

Where exactly was this place?

Shi Hao’s expression grew slightly serious, cautiously surveying the plaza, pondering silently.

Just a moment ago, he and the others were engaged in a bloody battle with those bizarre creatures, and in the next, as if waking from a deep dream, he found himself in this place.

Senior Liu, Brother Gu Chen, Brother Tu, Ten Crown King, Banished Immortal, Willow God, and others were all nowhere to be found.

Could this be the lair of the Bizarre Clan?!

In that battle, they had already lost.

However, he was undecided in his heart.

Because if so, he didn’t feel even the slightest eerie aura here.

Quite the contrary.

This place, though seemingly sinister.

Yet amid the gloom, there was a holy presence within it.

Nothing like the aura emitted by the Bizarre Clan.

...

In the vast plaza.

A group of ghosts each claimed their territory, setting up simple yet individually distinctive stalls.

But this was The Underworld, the realm of spirits, so the goods on the stalls defied common logic.

If placed in the Mortal World, it would certainly be horrifying—

For many stalls were covered with various eyes, hearts, lungs, and even complete limbs in different shapes and sizes.