Chapter 1385 - Absorbing Soul Runes
A rotten stench filled Liu Wuxie's nostrils, making every breath feel wrong.
He lowered his head and noticed faint wrinkles creeping across the back of his hands. That subtle decay told him one thing—someone had sealed this world off for a very long time.
Every step he took made the air tremble slightly. For over a million years, the airflow here had remained still. Now, with thousands of people barging in at once, it was like stones splashing into a still pond, sending ripples through an ancient, stagnant space.
When he looked back, the gate they had entered through was already gone, erased without a trace. Everything here felt strange and wrong.
The cultivators who entered ahead of him had already spread out, pushing toward the depths in search of a way to the second level.
Liu Wuxie, however, didn't rush.
From the tianlin soul's memories, he hadn't just seen the loulan race entering this gate—he had also caught vague impressions of how they moved through this world. Those fragments gave him a faint sense of direction, but it was still only speculation. He needed to test it.
A shrill scream suddenly tore through the sky. The sound rolled out in visible ripples, making countless people stiffen and snap their heads toward the source.
Nearly seven thousand human cultivators had entered the gate, along with more than ten thousand blood fiends, all scattered across the first level.
"What's going on?"
The cry had come from a cultivator at the first-level Void Realm. He clutched his head and collapsed, howling in agony.
His companions froze for a heartbeat, then hurried forward in alarm.