Chapter 134: The Grand Pit

After stepping into the backyard, Wei Ziyu was momentarily taken aback as he looked at the bare space behind.
Before him was a massive square pit, and above the pit, there was a grove of floating tomb towers forming a tower forest.
The magnificent scale of Tallinn formed an exceptionally eerie landscape, which gave Wei Ziyu a somewhat hair-raising feeling.
"What is this thing?"
Wei Ziyu calmed down a bit and leaned in to observe the pit more closely.
At this moment, although the sun is shining brightly, there is not a beam of light that can penetrate the pit, as if the pit can even devour light itself.
Wei Ziyu observed that the tower forests suspended above the pit were arranged in an extremely orderly manner, as if each of these tomb towers was suppressing the pit itself.
He carefully observed that many of these tomb towers were seven-layered, and after counting, he found a total of three hundred and sixty, just matching the number of a complete Great Zhou Tian.
Stupas of this kind are generally reserved for accomplished monks who have attained enlightenment after passing away. Stupas can be classified into one to seven tiers, with the seven-tier stupa being the highest specification. Only monks with great merits are eligible to own a seven-tier stupa; otherwise, it is impossible to possess one.
According to Wei Ziyu's knowledge, the largest temple in Xingping County, Miaozhen Temple, has a history of several hundred years, but it only possesses six out of the seven tomb pagodas it is supposed to have.
Now, in front of Wei Ziyu, there are a total of three hundred sixty tomb towers, among which there are surprisingly quite a few seven-story tomb towers, which is somewhat exaggerated.
This situation either means that this temple is chaotically and indiscriminately constructing tomb towers.
Either this pit under the Buddha tomb tower is repressing something extraordinary.
But looking at this situation, it's obviously the latter.
“Damn, are we going this big?”
After coming to a realization, Wei Ziyu couldn't help but gasp.
This is just the third simulator, and yet such an exaggerated scene has already appeared. Is this a bit too much of an expectation for him?
“Three hundred and sixty Buddha towers suppressing the pit, is this what is called the Tower of Babel?”
Although it is difficult to associate this pit with the Tower of Babel, Wei Zi Yu thought about it and felt that this might just be the only possibility.
The most bizarre thing right now is this pit. If this isn't the Tower of Babel, Wei Ziyu feels that this dungeon shouldn't be called the Tower of Babel.
"The Tower of Babel leading to the underground..."
Although Wei Ziyu felt somewhat apprehensive, this was, after all, a simulator world. Therefore, once his injuries had mostly healed, he took a deep breath and cautiously approached the pit.
This square pit should have been man-made, with its edges constructed from bricks and stones. Along these bricks and stones, there are layers of steps leading down into the depths of the earth.
It was simply because the pit was too dark that Wei Ziyu couldn’t see what the scene below was like; he only felt that the pit, filled with boundless darkness, was like a giant beast with its mouth open, devouring everything offered to it.
“It feels like I’m about to go down and meet my doom.”
Wei Ziyu silently muttered to himself, thinking that in reality, he wouldn't go into such a place even if he were killed.
After all, his spiritual perception and the inexplicably malfunctioning Eye of Falsehood were constantly reminding him that in a place like this, his grandmaster-level strength had little to no self-protection capability.
He was not so cautious in the simulator world.
Slowly going down the steps, after just a few steps, when Wei Ziyu was completely submerged in darkness, he suddenly realized that he could actually see things below.
Although she could only see a dozen steps ahead, and her field of vision was still very limited, it was undoubtedly much better than being up there where she couldn't see anything at all. Wei Zi Yu had already prepared herself for the possibility of coming down in the dark.
After being completely immersed in darkness, Wei Ziyu instinctively looked up, only to find a pitch-black void behind her, with not a single ray of sunlight able to penetrate through.
It was as if there was a barrier at the place where he descended, completely separating the inside of the pit from the outside world, creating two distinct realms.
“This is really weird.”
Wei Ziyu shook his head, no longer concerned with the trivial details, and carefully continued to proceed downwards.
The steps in the pit are built very few and steep; after walking for a while, Wei Ziyu felt that the angle of the stairs was probably no more than twenty degrees. If he weren't a grandmaster, with such steep steps and no handrails, he might have rolled down by now.
Wei Ziyu walked down the steep staircase for a long time, encountering no unusual circumstances; the staircase remained as steep as ever, and the darkness continued to shroud him.
The only change was that the force originally exerted on him from the outside, trying to dissolve him, grew stronger as he descended further down.
“How deep is this damn place?”
As Wei Ziyu continued to descend, he silently counted the number of steps. He had already walked down more than two thousand steps, estimating it to be at least two to three hundred meters deep, yet he still hadn't encountered anything, let alone reached the bottom.
"What is that?"
Wei Ziyu paused after descending several hundred layers, suddenly startled, because before him, a huge black shadow vaguely appeared, looking just like a wall, blocking the steps he was descending.
“Is it over?”
With some strange thoughts, Wei Ziyu felt a little guarded and cautiously approached the shadow.
“Turning back is the shore.”
Upon getting closer, Wei Ziyu discovered that the wall-like object was actually a massive stone tablet.
On the stone tablet, there are four ancient characters that say "turn back to the shore." From these four characters, Wei Ziyu can clearly feel the compassion left by the writer, which is a preservation of the true meaning of martial arts by the author.
Wei Ziyu merely approached the stone tablet, and the monotony brought on by walking repetitively in the darkness was instantly swept away, replaced by tranquility and serenity.
This stone tablet has been here for an unknown number of years, but the true meaning of martial arts can still influence itself.
From this alone, Wei Ziyu knew that the strength of the person who wrote this must far exceed his own. If that person were still alive, he would probably not be able to withstand even a single move against him.
“It feels like the water here is getting deeper and deeper.”
As a great master, I can’t believe my strength is so much weaker than that of the writer; what kind of world is this?
Wei Ziyu shook his head, not intending to turn back; having gone this deep, even if he were to die, he would die right here in this pit.
So he didn't hesitate and simply walked around the stone tablet, continuing onward.
This time, he hadn't walked long before he saw something new.