If you fight with the evil dragon for too long, you will become the evil dragon yourself; when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

Nietzsche's words have obviously been copied, so you might as well change them.

The so-called bottomless abyss, if you go down, you will have a future of thousands of miles.

Pick, pick...

Li Bumian's shiny black shoes stepped on the ring-shaped staircase, and gradually penetrated into the bottom of the abyss along the spiral that spread to the dark end.

All the sounds were covered by Li Bumian's steps, and all the light was strangled by darkness. In a suppressed manner, Li Bumian walked slowly. Half an hour had passed. The vertical distance had fallen by about fifteen kilometers, and its depth had exceeded 8848 meters of Mount Everest. The source of inspiration for 8848 in Sakamotori might be Mount Everest, but this is all off-topic. The depth of this cave has exceeded the largest drilling well on the earth, and it is already pitch black.

The silence, solemn, cold, and death breath came to his face, and Li Bumian frowned. The cave was too deep.

Click!

A bunch of flames surged out from Li Bumian's fingertips, lit the candles in his hand. Although his spiritual sense could cover everything around him, he felt that lighting the candles would have a more solemn feeling, because you can see that a big guy lived under him.

This exaggerated and sacred map looks like the place where the boss battle takes place in the act game.

"Since it's a tenth-level demon immortal, I must have noticed my arrival. Why is there no movement at all?"

Li Bumian thought about this problem, holding a candle in his hand, stepping down the steps step by step.

Li Bumian looked at the excavation texture on the stone wall, causing a slight fluctuation in his heart. There was no trace of artificial excavation. The curved rock wall was extremely flat and smooth like a mirror. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched it, and a cold and tingling feeling surged into his heart.

Li Bumian brushed his sleeves and continued to walk down. As he penetrated about twenty kilometers deep, new signs appeared.

Carved murals began to appear on the rock walls of the spiral stairs. They were not dug out with chisels, but were carved out of something equivalent to a laser. There was no uneven roughness around the marks, which was extremely smooth, with extremely delicate details and vividness, and were in a realistic style.

After Li Bumian made some preliminary clues, he began to carefully study the content of the mural.

The first mural is a huge meteorite falling from the sky, countless palaces and buildings began to collapse, and a large pit was smashed. Li Bumian subconsciously began to think, could this abyss be caused by the impact of this meteorite?

Li Bumian held the candle and continued to look down along the mural behind. The tragedy was depicted behind him. It was a demon with unclear outline, which should be the boss hidden underground. However, the person who painted the painting seemed to have never seen the body of the demon, but just replaced it with a vague phantom.

The murals behind are all this phantom creating some disasters, such as floods, famines, plagues, etc. All kinds of human tragedies are vividly presented in front of Li Bumian.

"It seems that this demon fairy seems to like to make trouble. Is it not at home now?"

Li Bumian curled his lips and felt a little unhappy. What else would it mean if this guy wasn't below? However, Li Bumian thought about it carefully. This beast likes to stir up the wind and rain so much, and it will definitely be a big fuss outside. It is impossible for it to be without movement. It should still be staying at home now.

Li Bumian continued to look at the murals, and there were some strange scenes like cults. Countless people offered cattle, sheep, children and girls to sacrifice to this phantom to prevent terrifying natural disasters from happening again. But the phantom still didn't buy it. Behind them were some monk-like people who surrounded the phantom, and began to confront them like a super Saiyan, but they were still beaten up by this phantom.

Until the end, there were fourteen people who looked like gods, holding a sword in their hands, and finally suppressing the phantom under the abyss.

The mural ended here, as if reminding the people that the dangers below should not go down, otherwise it would be like opening Pandora's box, which would cause an unknown tragedy.

Li Bumian suddenly felt itchy. If you do this, others wouldn't want to go down, but they were almost scared by the boundless darkness, so they were about to go home. But when they saw your murals, they suddenly felt that the tower was so thrilling. Why did they want to go down and take a look?

Li Bumian smiled, ignored the kind-hearted painter and continued to walk down.

Just as Li Bumian walked down ten kilometers, the more he walked down, the colder the temperature became. Li Bumian detected that the temperature here was about minus 70 degrees Celsius. Due to the dryness here, Li Bumian only formed a layer of frost on his clothes, which had no effect on his strong **.

The murals were gone. When Li Bumian fell to almost fifty kilometers, strange signs appeared again. There were strings of words written in blood on the surrounding rock walls, extremely scarlet and crooked and solidified, just like they were written with the last force before death.

"this?"

Li Bumian's eyes flashed, and he shone the words with a candle. What made Li Bumian feel explosive was that the words on them actually had various different languages!

“σταμ?τα!”

“Stop!”

“aufh?ren!”

"Not to enter!"

“остановить?!”

"You will regret it."

Not only the languages ​​on the earth, but also all kinds of languages, thousands of languages, as if countless people from the world meet here.

Li Bumian took a deep breath. Is this his thing? Are these time travelers dead here?

These words that prevented the visitor not only did not shake Li Bumian's mood, but also made his desire to explore a little bit. Originally, someone else was exhausted from walking so deep, and wanted to go home to soak in hot water, but your behavior made people curious and bleak!

Li Bumian had already begun to think about the appearance of the tenth-level demon immortal, with cold claws like steel, strong limbs like road rollers, stable torso like armored vehicles, and bloody mouth like a volcanic cave entrance.

Li Bumian thought about his mount, but later he became more and more distant as he thought about it. He began to fantasize about driving Gundam to bombard the galaxies.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Li Bumian laughed like a destructive ghost.

Ahem...

Li Bumian coughed twice and found that he was fighting a boss battle and had to be more serious.

Li Bumian walked down with a candle in his hand.

Click!

Li Bumian's boots stepped on something fragile, making a crisp cracking sound.

Li Bumian looked down and saw that the stairs had reached the end. He had reached the bottom of the abyss. What he had just broken was an old human skull.

Li Bumian raised his eyebrows.

"Dayan Qiankun Technique."

Li Bumian raised his palm and catalyzed the source force into the five elements fire power, looking at the sky, illuminating the bottom of the entire abyss in an instant.

zawa~zawa~
Chapter completed!