C55 Killing Intent Domain

As Ye Cann's mental energy fanned out into the darkness, he could just make out that he was in a long, narrow passageway. Rusted weapons, exuding a stench of decay, hung from the stone walls, their corroded metal leering at him like sinister specters.

After traversing some distance, a chilling voice whispered in his ear.

"Welcome to the Capital of Slaughter! This is the metropolis of hell