As for what felt wrong, Xu Lai had a nagging feeling that there was something beneath the artificial lake.
He glanced over.
The lake, the size of a soccer field, evaporated in an instant. Within the roughly ten-meter-deep pit, there wasn't a single life form.
That's right—not one living thing!
The entire artificial lake was a dead lake, utterly devoid of life. Forget fish, shrimp, or shellfish; there wasn't even any aquatic vegetation or plankton. The place was like a forbidden zone for life, and its silence was so profound it was terrifying to contemplate.
"Heh."
A smile touched the corner of Xu Lai's lips. No wonder he had felt something was off earlier.
He stomped his foot fiercely. The bottom of the artificial lake cracked, and a yellow river suddenly surged forth, its bed flowing with eerie blue sand.
This was the Netherworld!
Aboard a small boat on the river was an old man wearing a conical hat. He looked at Xu Lai with immense emotion.
