Seeing this, Su Zhiqing simply cast a Lighting Immortal Technique, instantly lighting up a large area around them, making everyone feel a little more at ease. After descending for about one or two minutes, they finally felt solid ground beneath their feet.
The cloud landed at the bottom of the deep pit. Contrary to their imagination, it was not narrow and cramped but rather an unusually spacious and flat, seemingly meticulously polished, circular underground plaza. The plaza's ground was made of a smooth black rock that vaguely reflected the light from the Lighting Spell. The surrounding rock walls extended upwards, merging into the darkness above, forming a perfect dome structure. The entire space was so empty it was unsettling, with nothing but this group of unexpected guests.
"Eh? Why is there nothing here?" Wu Qingyue looked around, his face full of confusion, "We put in so much effort to come down here, and it's just an empty shell?"
