C230 Bloody Rain and Foul Wind

"The Netherworld …" Abyssal Mountain … Fast... "Hurry up and go …"

Tian Lang's face turned ashen as he nodded, hoping to give this young man some comfort. He was only twenty years old, and this was the prime of his life, a period as beautiful as the morning sun. However, what he faced was not endless knowledge and experience of this beautiful world, but death, naked death!

"Child... Children..