"They are mining slaves!"
Chen Shi's heart stirred slightly; these immortals were captured and forced to mine as slaves.
"When the upheaval occurred, the mining slaves were attempting to escape, but no one expected it to happen so swiftly, causing them to die in the mine before managing to flee."
Chen Shi looked back toward the outside; the closest mining slave to the entrance was just two or three steps away from escaping the mine, but he had exhausted his strength and couldn't take the final steps.
The others died either from their bodies being too heavy or from the explosion of golden energy, and some corpses grew numerous plant-like roots and tendrils, spreading everywhere in the mine.
"Penglai West was once the most renowned Holy Land of the Immortal Dao, yet it enslaved so many immortals to toil for them."
Chen Shi shook his head and continued forward; ahead, the path opened wide and became much more spacious. He finally found the source of the five-colored light.
