socalfunplaces Chapter 3397 She Recognizes This Race
Chapter 3397 She Recognizes This Race
These past few days, Yang Rui has been constantly restless.
He knew in his heart that the reason why these days had been unusually quiet was simply because the ghost doll was temporarily absent.
Once Guiya returns, all of them will be in mortal danger at any moment.
He knew even more clearly that his senior brother was not dead.
These days, he, along with Su Shen, Xiao Huang, and Xiao Lan, have been searching all over the Ghost Realm.
But those who were abducted by Guiya disappeared without a trace, like stones sinking into the sea.
It wasn't until yesterday that he vaguely sensed a trace of his senior brother's aura in this place.
However, the aura was too weak, intermittent, and as ethereal as a candle flickering in the wind.
After several fruitless searches, they decided to wait patiently at the spot.
The long wait was tedious and oppressive, so Xiao Huang suggested playing cards to relieve the tension.
Yang Rui had never heard of such a game before, but he never expected to become addicted to it, and it actually temporarily dispelled some of his anxiety.
I was so distracted while playing cards that I forgot who the landlord was.
He coughed lightly a few times, his voice weak and sickly: "How about this, next round, Xiao Lan, I'll team up with you, and Xiao Huang will be the landlord, okay?"
Xiao Lan rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and the miniature version of the Holy Heaven Sword behind her swayed gently. Her tone was full of disdain: "I'd rather go back to the Sword Tomb and sleep for a hundred years than be on your team."
"No, Xiao Lan!" Yang Rui coughed a few more times, his tone pleading, "Give me some face, just one more round, just the last one!"
"If I cheat again, I'll... I'll swallow this table!"
Xiao Huang and Xiao Lan raised their eyebrows in unison and said, "Only a fool would believe you."
As the three were arguing and Yang Rui swore he would eat the table, Yang Susu, who was sitting with her eyes closed in meditation, suddenly trembled slightly.
She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze, clear and cold as a frozen pool, fixed on the distant horizon.
"Su Shen, what's wrong?"
Yang Rui immediately noticed the unusual activity, hurriedly dropped the cards in his hand, and stepped forward nervously: "Did you sense Senior Brother's presence again?"
Yang Susu gently shook her head: "There is no trace of your senior brother."
"only……"
She slowly stood up, her gaze still fixed on the horizon, a hint of seriousness in her voice: "It seems something has happened."
"I think I heard a cry for help."
Yang Rui, Xiao Huang, and Xiao Lan all pricked up their ears and listened intently. After a moment, they all looked puzzled.
Yang Rui coughed lightly: "Su Shen, I... didn't hear anything."
Little Yellow and Little Blue nodded in agreement: "Master, we didn't hear anything either."
But Yang Susu's gaze remained fixed on the scene, her brow furrowed slightly: "There's still a very strong smell of blood."
"Outside the Ghost Realm."
"Above layers of clouds."
Worry gradually appeared on her face.
Could this matter be related to Guiya?
Yang Susu stood there quietly, gazing at the horizon.
Yang Rui, Xiao Huang, and Xiao Lan also stopped and looked in her direction, but they could not sense or see anything.
About fifteen minutes later, Yang Susu slowly withdrew her gaze.
Yang Rui coughed repeatedly in anxiety: "Su Shen, how is it? What exactly is it?"
Yang Susu shook her head: "I don't know."
"ended."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting apart.
The ground beneath their feet did not crack slowly, but was instantly crushed by an invisible giant hand, leaving no time for the air to move.
The once solid ground vanished in an instant.
The ear-piercing sound of rocks cracking was like the simultaneous screams of thousands of vengeful ghosts, violently tearing at the eardrums.
"careful!"
Yang Susu reacted incredibly quickly.
The moment the feeling of weightlessness struck, her divine power surged, and her moon-white flowing fairy dress fluttered in the wind, like a white lotus suddenly blooming in the darkness.
With a slight flick of her wrist and a slight bend in her fingers, a gentle yet irresistible force instantly enveloped the terrified Little Yellow and Little Blue.
With a swift movement of his right hand, he firmly grasped Yang Rui's wrist beside him.
Yang Rui was already pale, but now he was completely bloodless, and his chest heaved violently.
"Cough cough cough-"
He pressed one hand tightly to his chest, coughing so hard that his whole body trembled. His figure swayed precariously in the air, but Yang Susu held him steadily in mid-air.
The four people were suspended in the void, with billowing dust beneath their feet, like turbid air spewing from the gaping maw of an abyss, dark and sinister.
"Cough cough... This ground is as crispy as rice crust." Yang Rui barely suppressed his cough, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
Those eyes, which had always carried an air of illness, were now sharp as knives, scanning the area below with wary intent.
Yang Susu remained silent, her clear, cold phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, her aura instantly becoming sharp and piercing.
She did not rush to land. With a light tap of her fingertips, a pale golden barrier silently unfolded, protecting everyone inside and isolating them from the flying rocks and dust.
A moment later, the dust slowly settled.
The sight before them caused the pupils of the people suspended in mid-air to suddenly contract.
What was initially thought to be a simple sinkhole turned out to be a vast and awe-inspiring underground world when one's gaze pierced through the smoke and dust.
This is no prison; it's a giant, insanely operating mine!
The enormous underground cavity stretched as far as the eye could see, as if the entire earth had been hollowed out.
Countless thick black iron chains stretched across the void, like grotesque and twisted blood vessels, connecting the suspended overseeing platforms.
Dark red lava flowed slowly along the edge of the mine, the firelight flickering, casting a gloomy and despairing light over the entire space, even the air itself was filled with a suffocating chill.
"My God..." Little Huang perched on Yang Susu's shoulder, its two tender green leaves on its head standing straight up in fright. It covered its mouth tightly with its little hands, its big round eyes filled with fear.
"What...what are all these?"
Yang Susu's gaze slowly moved downwards, passing through the crisscrossing chains, and landed on the densely packed figures at the bottom of the mine.
Those were tens of thousands of laborers.
They were half-human, half-dragon, with bare upper bodies covered in crisscrossing, hideous scars, some of which were so deep that bone was visible, and still oozing dark red blood.
Everyone's hands and feet were bound by heavy black shackles, which were covered with dense, eerie runes.
If the movement slows down even slightly, the runes light up with a dark red glow, fiercely burning the flesh and emitting a sizzling sound, accompanied by an extremely suppressed groan of pain.
Yang Susu's voice was as cold as ice: "They are from the Zhulong clan."
She recognized the race.
An ancient mythical beast, the god of Zhongshan, whose open eyes bring day, closed eyes bring night, exhaled breath brings winter, and exhaled breath brings summer.
They were once so noble and powerful, enough to look down upon the heavens.
But now, these ancient divine beasts that once soared through the heavens are imprisoned like ants in this dark and sunless underground, tirelessly digging at the black rock layers as hard as iron.
"Snapped--"
A crisp crack of a whip rang out in the empty, deathly silent mine, its piercing sound sending a chill down one's spine.