Chapter 218: Illusion-Breaking Spirit Pupil

The tunnel was deep and dark, its rock walls showing distinct layers of grayish-brown and ochre.

It made Laine feel as though he were walking down the gullet of a colossal beast.

Light from the Light Source Stones at the front and rear of the party seeped out, illuminating the passage, yet it couldn't pierce the heavy, oppressive feeling that pressed in from all sides.

The air in the Dark Nether Realm was always like this.

Humid, stagnant, and carrying a pungent, acrid smell—a mix of earth and minerals. Every breath felt like scraping one's lungs with sandpaper.

Anyone accustomed to the sweet, fresh air of the surface would feel their chest tighten after staying here for too long, as if slowly being squeezed by an invisible hand.

Fortunately, everyone in the team was already used to this environment.

Everyone's expression was normal. They treaded lightly, minimizing any sound, and remained vigilant of their surroundings as they advanced, guarding against any potential attacks.