"What... is that?"
Huai Shi stared down in astonishment, gazing into the dark abyss.
The moment the most superficial layer of the Mirror World's camouflage shattered, the entire mutated, vast underground world finally revealed its true form.
It was as if all the soil inside the entire circumference of the Xinhai subway line had been hollowed out, forming an indescribable depression and fissure beneath the massive city.
The subway line itself was its edge, and looking inward from it, one could only behold an expanse of void and darkness.
Above the subway line, the original ten subway stations extended out like cliffs, bearing ten crucial altars, half-suspended above the entire abyss.
As the fractures in the Mirror World dissipated, the people on the platforms undoubtedly observed each other.
Ten different battlefields.
