The mouth of the ancient well was not large, but looking down into it revealed a vast space below.
The interior was awash in a dim, crimson hue, oppressive and spine-chilling.
What made Ning Jiang's expression change drastically was the altar at the center. Upon it... was a giant eyeball!
This was definitely not a human eyeball. It was as large as a water vat, a truly startling sight. A pitch-black sword was plunged into its center, causing blood to flow from the wound and cover the altar.
Astonishingly, the blood was still bright red and had not dried. It was impossible to know how many years had passed, yet it remained vibrant.
The entire scene was demonic and utterly bizarre, filling one with a sense of profound terror.
Not only that, but the area around the altar was littered with skeletons.
There were human remains as well as the bones of various unknown Demon Beasts. Some of the skeletons were immense, as large as mountains.
