Cassius looked deep into the secluded valley, where scratches and cracks were everywhere, stained with patches of blood, resembling a dilapidated prison where chilly winds blew intermittently, clashing with the peaceful and orderly environment of the Eternal Order Realm.
On the rocky walls on both sides, densely packed runes were still engraved, but these symbols gave off an intense oppressive feeling, like a cage.
At the same time, a strong oppressive force descended, causing Cassius to feel a heaviness on his shoulders, even maintaining flight by flapping his wings became somewhat strenuous, let alone casting spells. Beatrice, however, was unaffected and continued to fly ahead gracefully.
Cassius looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, I didn't expect such a place within the seemingly peaceful and beautiful Eternal Order Realm, almost like a screaming tunnel, is this your prison?"