At the vast chasm, both the Tyrant and Bai Wu caught sight of what lay nine hundred meters below.
"There are more gaps; this place… It's like a dungeon with several layers," the Tyrant said.
Nine hundred meters below, there was also an expanse of developed space, where many black pyramidal towers had grown.
They were pitch-black yet glistened, as if they were some kind of black crystalline substance.
However, directly beneath the chasm, there was another gap, indicating that it was possible to descend further.
Although the bottom was visible, it was difficult to estimate with the naked eye just how far the current position was from the lowest level.
Bai Wu looked up at the ceiling, densely covered with twisted human faces; a sight that would definitely drive a normal person insane.
[Your clever analyst is unable to figure out anything; he only knows that the clues lie below.]
The clues are below.
Bai Wu remembered that everyone had attempted to describe the Well.