Chapter 5

【If this really is the Abyss Underground, then the odds are grim. Everyone knows that for thousands of years, no one has ever escaped from inside.】

【The military has already sent rescue teams. They will definitely be okay.】

【Right, before they couldn’t find the exact location, but now that the location is here, how could they not make it in time?】

The audience unconsciously clenched their fists, nervously watching everything inside the Abyss Underground through the small camera, hoping the rescue team would arrive as soon as possible.

After all, this is the Abyss Underground.

How many sinister demon hunters or geniuses have perished here?

It’s a place everyone talks about in fear. Even with full preparation, no one who has fallen into the Abyss Underground has ever reappeared.

Watching the live broadcast through their scoring rings, the audience felt anxious, urging the rescue team to arrive on the desolate planet quickly.

Compared to the tension outside, Su Lanjin crouched down, head slightly bent forward, her eyes fixed intently on the ceramic jar in front of her.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that the ancient characters looked like a large talisman, faintly revealing a sense of familiarity.

The surrounding demonic energy fluctuated, so thick it made it hard to open her eyes, and her spiritual energy was suppressed, unable to be summoned.

Before long, everyone except Su Lanjin began to feel varying degrees of weakness in their bodies.

“These sinister demons, no one knows where they originated or where they came from. In all our memories, sinister demons have already existed throughout the entire star system.”

“According to historical records, during the early history of Blue Star’s development, there was also a large-scale outbreak of sinister demons, which ended in mutual destruction for a brief period, but after a decade or so, the sinister demons returned again.”

“After the Abyss Underground appeared, some researchers conducted archaeological studies. The sinister demons slumbering inside these ceramic jars appear as if newly born, and those who enter the Abyss Underground have never reappeared.”

Jian Xiangxue explained the situation of the Abyss Underground, feeling the disappearance of spiritual energy from her body, followed by a moment of silence.

The Abyss Underground was even more terrifying than the records had described.

Su Lanjin ignored the sorrow and despair of the others. She shifted from crouching and merely observing the ceramic jars to rubbing the surface of one jar’s body, clearly feeling the energy in each stroke and line.

【Stop, Su Lanjin! There are sinister demons inside!】

【I just finished searching — the reason no one has ever survived the Abyss Underground is because it’s filled with sinister demons. So many sinister demons coming out at once is like facing countless sinister demon lairs. People inevitably get exhausted and lose their spiritual energy. How can anyone survive endless sinister demons?】

【So Su Lanjin knows there are sinister demons inside, yet she still wants to release them? Who gave her the courage to do something so reckless?】

【I admit Su Lanjin is strong, but don’t do things you can’t handle yourself.】

【Those sinister demon hunters who died in the Abyss Underground have already told us with their lives — it’s a death trap. Without rescue, no one can survive it on their own.】

【I’m really getting angry. Can’t we just wait patiently for rescue?】

Everyone more or less understood how terrifying the Abyss Underground was, thanks to years of frequent interstellar education on the matter. It had become a name people said with dread.

Yet, to everyone watching, Su Lanjin’s actions seemed so reckless and oblivious to the situation.

Since ancient times, no one had ever dared to closely examine the ceramic jars containing sinister demons, nor would anyone have thought to completely destroy the sinister demons inside.

Because their spiritual energy never runs out, their stamina fades, and their attention scatters — these have been the key reasons over thousands of years why no one has escaped from the Abyss Underground.

They are human, not gods.

Meanwhile, due to the sudden appearance of the Abyss Underground on the desolate planet, the big shots who had never watched the selection competition gathered together, staring gravely at the dim live broadcast screen.

“The rescue team won’t arrive in time. Let’s check where Marshal Wen is now.”

Shu Yang paced anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

“Did you all see that brief flash just now? Those were sinister demon hunters who disappeared at the frontline a week ago.”

“They were indeed killed, but for some unknown reason, their bodies ended up inside the desolate planet. We cannot rule out the possibility that the Abyss Underground itself has shifted.”

A heavy voice spoke, and everyone remained silent.

“Marshal Wen is currently about a thousand li away from the desolate planet. It is estimated that the spaceship will take several hours to arrive. Should we send a dispatch?”

Shu Yangming listened to the report from his subordinate, thought for a moment, then said, “Contact him directly. Head to the desolate planet as soon as possible. Make sure to rescue all the contestants trapped in the Abyss Underground.”

“Yes, sir.”

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【Hiss, a terrifying fact — that half-human, half-sinister demon corpse is the genius who mysteriously disappeared at the frontline thousands of years ago. It turns out he fell into the Abyss Underground.】

【Those who vanished mysteriously at the frontline a week ago have also appeared on the screen.】

【A cold hard truth: anyone who enters the Abyss Underground has a 0% survival rate. By the time we know their names, they are already corpses.】

The comments were filled with heaviness. Everyone felt so discouraged that hope seemed impossible.

Song Juncai sat blankly in a small corner, watching others pay their respects to the fallen sinister demon hunters. Some even rummaged through their clothes to take out a few light brains.

Opening a light brain revealed last wills.

Song Juncai seemed touched. He looked up at Su Lanjin in the distance, then at the surroundings, took out his scoring ring, and quietly started recording his own last will.

“Mom, Dad, when you see this video, I should have already sacrificed myself. Whether I became food or a vessel, I am already dead. I hope you can have another child. I love you.”

Far away, outside the live broadcast, Song Juncai’s parents covered their faces in grief. They could not have another child. Song Juncai was their only treasure.

“Don’t cry. The rescue team is already on the way. Our son will definitely be fine.”

Mr. Song wiped his tears and said hoarsely.

As the family pillar, he could not give up. He still held hope.