Wei Huo and the others rushed into the black tunnel. The surroundings suddenly became quiet. An endless aura of death rushed into the tunnel and merged with the walls of the tunnel. The walls kept spinning.
Wei Huo and the others continued moving forward due to inertia. Soon, they saw a glimmer of light ahead. The further they went, the brighter the light ahead was. A few seconds later, they saw the scene outside the tunnel.
There was a vast blue sky with white clouds. Then, a floating island floated past. Wei Huo and the others rushed out of the tunnel and arrived at the eighth level.
They stood in the air and looked at the countless floating islands around them. The floating islands were shaped like cones and looked like mountains that had collapsed.
Boom! A floating island brushed past a white cloud. The strong wind blew the white cloud into pieces.
The golden armor was shocked. "Is this the Immortal Realm?" it asked.
