Anxashe's wish was a beautiful one, but reality was cruel. The buer would not appear here, and our sole option was to get onto the ground and travel toward the Black King Base on foot. Old Du took out a rope from his suit and fastened one end around a pillar in the maze. After testing the firmness of the rope, he prepared to slide down to the ground.

"Canyue, I'll go first. You guys can follow after I confirm it's safe," said Old Du.

I agreed and reminded him repeatedly to be safe. He quickly slid down the rope, vanishing amid the red fog.

"Old Du, how is it looking down there?" I asked through the communicator.

"It's like hell down here. There is a blood pool here and severed limbs everywhere. The pool is not deep, only knee-length, but it's too murky to see through," reported Old Du. All of us inhaled in shock.

"Are you sure we're going into such a terrifying place?" asked...