Chapter 469: Burial Soul Valley

In the deepest reach of the Nine Nether Abyss, to the southwest. Dante Easton stood at the mouth of a Valley, his brows knotted tight. Ever since he had split ways with Alistair Yare, he had followed the direction the other man pointed out and pushed himself hard all the way here. What lay before him hit like a hammer. The cliff walls on both sides soared a thousand zhang into the sky, pitch-black from top to bottom, as if they had been licked clean by raging fire. Thick black fog churned through...