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After entering the ancient well, Fang Wang could not see anything, nor could he probe with his spiritual sense. He could only maintain the protective prohibitions of the Heavenly Dao Imperial Dragon Crown and the Golden Scale White Feather Robe as he continued to descend.
A mysterious force was pulling him down, and he did not struggle against it, hoping to pass through the bottom of the well with the flow.
This time, he was certain that the bottom of the old well connected to the Netherworld.
He had been falling for miles on end, yet there was still no bottom in sight.
Although he had glimpsed the Netherworld before, he had never actually been there. His anticipation for the Netherworld and the Jiu You inheritance was high.
"Come quickly... come quickly..."
As Fang Wang continued to fall, the mysterious voices near his ear became clearer, as if demons were whispering, luring him on.