The skeleton bound by chains was still clothed, though its garments had been reduced to tatters under the influence of the Black Sea's power.
Even the bones themselves had been corroded, for the skeleton was black.
A black skeleton was unsettling enough on its own, but when illuminated by that faint red glow, it became all the more horrifying and skin-crawling.
"It seems like all these chains are connected to a corpse," Chu Feng said.
"What does it mean that a door appeared here?" the Queen asked.
"My dear Eggy, even if you don't want me taking risks, you don't have to ask questions you already know the answer to," Chu Feng said with a bitter smile.
He knew that the Queen understood the implications of this door better than he did, but she genuinely didn't want Chu Feng to go in.
"You're not actually going in, are you? Do you remember what that elder from the guardian clan told you?"
"Your life isn't just your own. Even if you won't think of yourself, can't you at least think of your parents?" the Queen said.
"My Eggy, the problem is that right now, going in is my only option. I can't leave this place anymore—am I supposed to stay trapped here forever?" Chu Feng said honestly.
"Ugh, seriously, what kind of lunatic built this place?" the Queen pouted, her small lips puffing up in frustration.
She was extremely displeased at the moment, because she felt that she and Chu Feng were both being manipulated like puppets by someone else.
She hated that feeling.
Only she was allowed to toy with others—she would never tolerate being toyed with.
"But in the end, I still have to go in," Chu Feng said.
"If you've already made up your mind, what's there to hesitate about? Go on, then," the Queen said.
And so Chu Feng stopped hesitating, choosing instead to step directly through what was called the Gate of the Underworld.
Chu Feng proceeded with caution, but before he had gone even ten meters, a blade sliced across him.
Hss— The cut from the blade made Chu Feng's brows furrow tightly, and he couldn't help letting out a sound of pain.
With Chu Feng's level of cultivation, he could endure the destruction of his fleshly body without uttering a single grunt. His tolerance for pain was far beyond what any ordinary person could match.
Yet these blades merely grazed his body, leaving a shallow cut, and already Chu Feng was wincing through clenched teeth.
What was more, the blood flowing from that wound was something Chu Feng couldn't stop.
"Truly bizarre."
Chu Feng suppressed the pain and pressed onward.
But the further he went, the more wounds accumulated on his body. And he gradually discovered that being cut by these blades was no simple flesh wound—as though his very soul was being damaged as well.
With blood streaming endlessly from his body, even Chu Feng's movements began to grow slow and labored.
And this path lined with blood-red blades stretched on without end. Chu Feng had no idea when it would finally terminate.
Under these circumstances, not only was the Queen aching with worry, but the three who waited outside were already beside themselves with anxiety.
Because the crystal stone that allowed them to observe Chu Feng's physical condition was now emanating a red glow.
That meant Chu Feng's soul had sustained damage—a grave injury.
"Why hasn't Chu Feng used that teleportation formation yet?" The clan master of the guardian clan was so anxious he couldn't sit still.
"It seems Chu Feng may have his own difficulties," Kong Xuanlian kept speculating. "What's going on? Could it be that your teleportation formation isn't working?"
"I… I can't be sure." Originally, the clan master of the guardian clan had been completely confident that his teleportation formation would function. After all, it was a supreme treasure left behind by the Chu Heavenly Clan, and the person who had left it was no ordinary figure. He had always believed that no one could obstruct that treasure.