As Lu Yun’s replica had once sat in the middle of hell and completely refined it from inside out, the experts residing in hell could no longer pierce through the netherworld to view the outside world.

Qing Yu and the little fox were both inside hell—Lu Yun didn’t want them to take further risks. In fact, he’d shoved them back in at the last second.

The chaos was too uncanny and dangers lurked around every indistinct corner. The most terrifying of the hidden dangers were the chaos storms. If they ran into one, even the Bell of Chaos would be destroyed.

The tomb layout that’d been present here before had impacted the local chaos to a certain degree. That was why the group hadn’t...