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Jiang Hao looked up at the sky inside the ruin. He couldn't see walls or anything else besides starlight.

Even when he extended his divine senses, everything felt empty.

'Is this still underground?' wondered Jiang Hao.

He could sense the suppressing feeling but couldn't figure it out. It affected his mind a little. There was no one and nothing around. Except for the sounds of his footsteps, he could hear nothing.

Jiang Hao walked along a straight path. Surprisingly, there were no other floating objects this time, only a road leading forward, but he couldn't see the end of it.

He felt strange walking on the path. He felt as though it might collapse any minute.

Jiang Hao cautiously placed his hand at the edge of the abyss. There was a suction force. It seemed that if he strayed away from the path, he would be sucked into the abyss.