After traversing a desolate area stretching for miles, ravaged by flames, lava, ice, snow, and lightning, one finally comes across a small, dilapidated town built of black rocks, protected by a barrier.
Looking down from the clouds, the stone tablet at the entrance of this town reads "Desolate Town".
And the town's streets were indeed as Ye Chen had described, with teahouses, taverns, shops, and pharmacies—truly everything one could need.
But the ten-mile-long street was shrouded in gloom, with not a single person in sight, not even a ghost.
There's always some gloomy, terrifying, and unclean thing lurking in the corner of a house in this town, laying all sorts of traps, waiting for you to step into them.
And the barrier has been loosened and a hole has been opened.
He figured that Wen Heng must have opened this barrier.
Without hesitation, they broke through the barrier and entered.
I cautiously glanced at the other end of the street, where it was pitch black and I could hardly see anything. At that moment, the doors of the teahouses, taverns, and shops on both sides of the street all opened wide with an eerie "creak".
Looking inside, compared to ordinary teahouses, taverns, and shops, it was old and worn, with teacups, bowls, and chopsticks neatly arranged but covered in a thick layer of dust.
There was no one in sight inside; it was eerily quiet.
When I turned around, I realized that Ye Chen, who had been following me all the way, hadn't caught up; I could no longer see him. No wonder it had been so much quieter the whole way.
But then, a familiar voice suddenly came from the end of the street: "You little devil! Help me!"
"Uncle?" If I heard correctly, I just heard an uncle's voice coming from the end of this street?
"Help me!" The old man's voice, though I could hear it, came from the end of the street, warning me.
"ah……"
Then came another scream from the uncle.
Yes, I'm pretty sure the uncle is in danger. But I couldn't help taking a few steps back. This place is so eerie. I think what I heard must be a hallucination. The uncle wouldn't come here.
Besides, given the uncle's consistently chauvinistic nature, he'd rather be killed than ask me for help. Why would he put me in such danger?!
They're trying to trick me on purpose. Only a fool would fall for their trick!
But upon closer reflection, something didn't seem right, so I pretended to be a coward: "Sorry, uncle, if even you can't handle this danger, then my meager spiritual power would only be a death sentence. I won't risk going. Goodbye! I'll burn you some more paper money another day. I'm leaving now..."
"Ahua, save me." Just as I was about to turn around and leave, Wen Heng's cry for help came from the end behind me again.
I stopped abruptly and turned back, looking out into the distance. If I didn't believe the uncle would come here for no reason, Wen Heng's plea for help made my heart tremble.
Although a proud and arrogant god like Wenheng would not ask for help from others, given his current level of disgust towards me, there is a possibility that he might wish for my early death and use the act of asking for help to lure me over.
So I disregarded the distinction between reality and illusion and strode straight ahead.
As you approach the end of the street, you find yourself facing a dark, murky area. A dilapidated, rickety wooden fence blocks your path, and what lies on the other side remains completely hidden from view.
Without thinking twice, I kicked the dilapidated wooden fence to pieces, then took a step forward, only to find myself standing on a bottomless abyss...
His body tumbled into the abyss along with the dilapidated wooden fence.
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