Heave, heave, heave~ Lu Yu heard strange sounds, like something inhaling and exhaling, and turned toward the sound. The thick fog over there was roiling continuously, as if something was stirring within.
"Observe the true Netherworld," the elder said to him, leading him towards the turbulent fog.
As they approached, Lu Yu saw enormous figures encircling the high walls, like diners around a table, drawing countless souls out with each inhalation from within the walls.
Those souls cried out in terror, screamed, yet could not resist being sucked into the giant mouths. They could not see the enormous figures gathered by the walls.
They only saw several black holes suddenly appear in the sky, pulling them up with immense gravitational force.
Had it not been for the white-haired elder leading him here, Lu Yu would never have imagined the high walls isolating the mist were actually a farm for these eerie existences to breed souls.
