Chen Chang Sheng did not pause or slow down. Instead, he walk faster, and ultimately he even started to run.
He ran towards the dark abyss.
After a long time, he ran to the end of the path, and saw that it wasn’t fully dark.
The stars already became invisible and the festival lanterns in the capital could not shine into the place but there were still some weak lights in the back of the path. The weak lights slipped through the clear water, and faintly lit up where he stood, in front of a stone door.
This door was about ten zhang(3 zhangs = 10 meter) high and looked very heavy. On the surface, there weren’t any decorations. It was simply two huge stones placed together that looked like the building blocks that god played with as a child. It also looked like a god’s coffin. It was extremely gloomy.
What caused Chen Chang Sheng to be even more uneasy was the pressure that faintly penetrated through the door from behind.