This operation... is somewhat unreasonable.
However...
Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over his teammates, who were suppressing their anger, then over the viscous darkness.
Since they came, since they saw, since Old Man Hong handed the "knife" to him...
There is no reason to turn back.
The five of them along with Jiang Chengyue moved like invisible phantoms, under the shelter of the Eternal Night Territory, following those two toward the end of the corridor, where a giant elevator awaited.
The elevator door silently slid open, revealing an interior space large enough to easily accommodate two people with stretcher carts, even with extra room.
Fang Qingyu manipulated the Eternal Night Territory, like the deepest shadow, clinging to the corner of the elevator's inner wall.
The elevator door closed, and a slight feeling of weightlessness ensued.
The elevator began to descend.
The depth of descent seemed to far exceed expectations, with time passing in oppressive silence.
