"How could this be?"
Zhou Qingyang gazed at the distorted world before him and then turned his eyes to the three-pointed, double-edged spear in Su Chen's hand.
"Guanjiangkou, the three-pointed, double-edged spear, Yang Jian, the God Erlang… How could this be possible?"
Not only Zhou Qingyang, but even Su Chen found it unbelievable.
Did Yang Jian from the myths really exist?
If not, what did this magnificent and heart-stirring tableau represent?
"I should have guessed it sooner."
"If there are ghosts in this world, why can't there be gods?"
Su Chen turned to look at his three-pointed, double-edged spear.
Its previous owner was Yang Jian, a god.
It had withstood countless battles, worn and torn to such a degree.
As for its former owner, whether dead or alive, Su Chen leaned more towards the former possibility.
Taking a step forward, violent ripples appeared on the distorted world.
"Can't we pass?" Su Chen touched the invisible barrier.
He looked at the three-pointed, double-edged spear, raising it and roaring, "Vanity shattered."
A white imprint appeared before Su Chen.
It then transformed into an unparalleled rebound force, directly sending Su Chen flying.
Fortunately, Red Bell caught Su Chen with a blob of blood.
Otherwise, that rebound force would have shattered Su Chen.
Vanity Shatter could cut through everything, even the invisible.
The reason it couldn't cut through the barrier of the distorted world wasn't because the spear was ineffective, but because Su Chen lacked the strength.
Yet, with that strike, Su Chen saw through the barrier blocking the distorted world.
After the ripples rapidly spread, they formed the shape of a door.
Although the door flashed by in an instant, Su Chen saw it clearly.
It was a Bronze Stone Door of unknown age, emanating an aura of antiquity akin to the end of time.
"I think I've discovered an incredible secret," Su Chen swallowed hard.
He then put the three-pointed, double-edged spear into his backpack.
After the spear disappeared, the distorted world before him vanished as well.
"It's definitely because of the three-pointed, double-edged spear."
After the distorted world disappeared, a dim hallway appeared before Su Chen.
The hallway was piled with numerous corpses.
The sight of these corpses intertwined with dirt was graphically shocking.
"Elder brother, what place is that?" Zhou Qingyang stammered as she looked at Su Chen.
She thought she had gradually adapted to the horrors of the frightening world.
Yet the scene before her still made her tremble with fear.
It was a shocking force beyond words.
"It's what you're thinking."
"This… How could it be!" Zhou Qingyang was completely stunned. Su Chen's words were like a depth charge.
In fact, Su Chen was also extremely shocked inside.
This should be one of the biggest secrets of the frightening world, and he had inadvertently discovered it because he possessed the three-pointed, double-edged spear.
Su Chen didn't dare to ponder what lay behind this secret because it was too terrifying.
It might be an answer that his current self couldn't bear.
"You'd better stay here," Su Chen looked at Zhou Qingyang.
It was a piece of advice.
When Su Chen learned that Guanjiangkou really existed and was underneath the abandoned haunted building,
he had a very sinister conjecture.
The great peril he was up against might not be ordinary.
It was very likely a mythical great peril from that distorted world.
This mythical great peril had even clashed with Yang Jian.
No, Su Chen believed that at its peak, it was not merely a great peril, but something even more terrifying.
That was why its wounds had never healed, and it had been trapped in the abandoned haunted building.
It was an existence that Yang Jian couldn't eliminate and could only choose to imprison.
Even he had died in battle.
Thousands of heads on the sub-basement level.
Su Chen thought of a phrase, an idiom that could only appear in myths: "The Three Thousand Grass-Head Gods."
The Three Thousand Grass-Head Gods were Yang Jian's subordinates in the myths.
They stayed on the sub-basement level to guard this injured, terrifying existence.
As for the abandoned haunted building, Su Chen believed it should be a remnant of that great battle's power.
The remnant pierced through the ground, instantly turning most of the people in the abandoned haunted building into ashes.
Only a very small number of people left relatively intact corpses.
This was just his conjecture.
To be honest, Su Chen didn't want to deal with Building 1 anymore.
If that great peril really came from the distorted world behind the bronze door, it was beyond his capability to handle.
Yet since he had come this far and discovered one of the biggest secrets of the frightening world,
he couldn't bear to leave without investigating further.
He felt that he had touched the main storyline of the frightening world.
In this lifetime, the clues he had obtained were too astonishing.
Whether it was the envelope left by the old man in Room 301 before
or the Guanjiangkou in the distorted world,
they all indicated that something terrifying had once happened in the frightening world.
"Alright," Zhou Qingyang nodded.
She knew that if she continued to follow Su Chen, it wouldn't be a nine-deaths-out-of-ten situation, but a guaranteed death.
"Let's go and see."
"Da Chun has been to the abandoned haunted building many times."
"Since the battle inside the building didn't attract Da Chun, he must be here."
Su Chen took a deep breath.
From now on, he didn't plan to take out the three-pointed, double-edged spear.
Whether he could handle that injured great peril depended heavily on the spear.
He must use the spear at the most unexpected and crucial moment.
Following the hallway filled with corpses, Su Chen continued deeper.
The farther he walked, the more corpses he saw.
Moreover, many of the corpses had become ghostly creatures.
They moaned, unable to escape.
They could only stretch out their crippled arms, trying to grab Su Chen and make him replace them.
A glance around showed that the hallway was filled with crippled arms.
The lamenting wails filled the air, becoming the only sound in the world.
After walking further, a fork in the road appeared.
"Mundo, you lead the way."
Mundo possessed one of the great peril's eyeballs and could find it through perception.
"Elder brother, go this way," Mundo decisively chose the right path.
Yet on this path, there were eerie events that couldn't be explained by science.
Even though it was underground, on both sides of the path were desolate graves, and one could even see scattered dead trees.
Looking up, one could even see a blood moon hanging in the sky.
This was completely unreasonable.
But this was the ghost realm, where anything could happen.
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