"Old Xiao, this is the place I was talking about," Du Wenzhen suddenly looked towards Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu nodded slightly and opened his spiritual eyes. The power of the Five Elements surged within his eyes as he peered into the depths of the pit.
A vast amount of Death Qi filled the depths of the pit, turning into a grey mist that blocked Xiao Mu's vision, but a familiar feeling welled up inside him.
This pit gave him the same feeling as the Netherworld Passage beneath Cuiyun Mountain. It seemed as though there was a peculiar connection between the two.
Beyond that, deep within the pit, Xiao Mu faintly sensed a trace of Curse Power.
Could it be someone from the Curse Gate?
A thought crossed Xiao Mu's mind.
Du Wenzhen had mentioned that there had been people from the Curse Gate here before; it seemed likely to be true.
However, he couldn't let his guard down in case there were people from the Curse Gate below.
