The tower supports the entire underground world, and the giant reef pillar standing in the center of the tower bears the weight of the entire tower, and the spiral ladder under my feet is built around the reef pillar.

When I first stepped on the spiral staircase, I really didn't notice that the supporting column of the stone tower was a reef, the bottom of the column was polished very smooth, at first glance, it looked like a polished marble column, I thought that this stone tower may have been a semi-finished product, as the climb higher and higher, the surface of the reef pillar became rougher and rougher, and a large number of randomly distributed potholes could be clearly seen on it.

At the same time, the more you climb up, the darker your surroundings become.

It's not that the light is dark, but that all the things that are illuminated by the light look very old.

Layers of rust appeared on the metal handrails embedded in the edges of the spiral staircase, the sea vines that crawled on the walls became denser, and wisps of kelp-like branches hung down from the ceiling.

When I climbed to the third or fourth floor, I was surrounded by strange vegetation as far as the eye could see, which gave me the illusion that the tower was not standing underground, but in the depths of the jungle.

Humans have forgotten that it exists, and only the strange vegetation has thrived here for generations.

I know it's definitely a delusion, no one has ever forgotten the existence of this tower, and those wild vegetation that grows unchecked, it doesn't seem to belong to this world.

Half an hour later, I finally reached the top floor of the tower.

At this time, except for the stone steps where I had settled, the entire floor was occupied by dense vegetation, and a crack half a foot wide opened in the huge reef pillar beside me, and bright green light radiated along the gap, during which I could clearly see that a large mist of light and green light overflowed through the crack.

This opening should be the source of all the light and fog in the underground city.

Woo!

I was staring at the crack in the top of the column when a very light, very short sound suddenly flashed behind me.

My heart tightened, and I immediately turned around to look, and there was nothing but the incredibly dense vegetation behind me.

If I'm not mistaken, what flashed behind me just now was the sound of the wind, but all the vegetation in my sight was still, and even some of the seedling-like branches did not show the swaying of the wind.

Since there is no wind, how did the wind come from?

Woo!

There was another flash of wind on my side, but when I looked at the source again, I could only see a large area of vegetation.

Only this time I entered a state of alert in advance, and the moment the wind first started, I felt a rather strong evil aura emerge from my side.

It's still a weird and evil atmosphere that I've never seen before, like fiction and reality, and reality with fiction.

This evil spirit reminds me of the separation hexagram in the gossip, which is also like the virtual and the real, the real outside, the virtual inside, and the separation hexagram represents the flame.

In addition, I also discovered a subtle pattern, that is, the evil qi will appear first, and after the evil qi disappears, the wind will suddenly flash.

At this moment, evil aura resurfaced behind me.

I didn't dare to hesitate at all, and turned around to look at the first time.

The moment I turned around, I saw a figure standing five meters behind me, and the next moment, the figure suddenly stuck in front of me.

I'm in hiding right now, and it stands to reason that he can't see me, but the eyes hidden under the cloak are staring straight at me.

Attached to me at this moment was an emaciated man in an old yellow robe, whose huge yellow hood almost obscured his entire face, and I could not see his appearance clearly, only the luster reflected in his eyes.

Because I have a piece of cloth collected from the king in yellow in my hand, I can recognize it at a glance, and the person in front of me should be the legendary king in yellow.

Almost everyone who has seen him says that he is indescribable, but in my eyes, this is clearly a thin living person.

I was not wrong, I was not mistaken, he was a living person, and from him, I could sense a real anger, but at the same time, a lot of evil energy was constantly emanating from his robes.

He stared at me, and I looked him straight in the eye.

He just stared at me and didn't say a word.

I couldn't tell if I was exposed, and I didn't dare to speak.

At that time, the distance between him and me was only thirty centimeters at most.

Damn, if this thing has found me, he still hasn't found me, I'll hide far away, if he finds me, I'll do it immediately.

But he didn't give an attitude, so I didn't know how to choose.

After a long time, he suddenly asked, "Who are you?" ”

Sure enough, it was discovered!

Tell me how he found me.

The moment I learned that I had been exposed, I didn't do it immediately, but just condensed a mental power at the spiritual platform and maintained a high level of vigilance.

I couldn't see the other person's face, so maybe the voice just now didn't come from his "mouth", but the voice was more like it came from his chest, and it was indescribably stuffy.

And that voice is like a whisper from the depths, which can disturb people's meridians and souls.

He exuded a fierce aura that I had never seen before, and his voice had a powerful power that shook the soul.

In the face of such an opponent, I am afraid that I will not gain anything by making rash moves, and so far, he does not seem to be hostile, so I plan to observe again.

Seeing that I didn't respond for a long time, he tilted his head, as if he was very confused, and after a while, he asked again, "Who are you?" ”

Damn, I can't even see through this guy's mood!

After a moment's hesitation, I spoke, "Shouldn't you report yourself before you ask about someone's identity?" ”

He was slightly stunned, then straightened his neck and said to himself: "Self-report? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? ”

As he spoke, he wandered on the overgrown floor, his body seemingly weightless, his whole body floating slowly on the tips of the grass, his broken robes covering his arms and soles, and wrapping his entire body tightly.

There's no way you're sure if it's a human or something else covered by the robes.

At this time, he seemed to have suddenly figured out something, and his body floating in mid-air suddenly stopped: "By the way, I remembered, they all call me the King of the Yellow Clothes, I am the King of the Yellow Clothes, but I am not Hasta." ”

I have read the notes left by the master, the real name of the king in yellow is Hasta, what is it, he is the king in yellow, but not Hasta? I couldn't understand that.

He floated up to me again and asked me curiously, "The great power that lurks in you...... It's familiar, and it reminds me of ...... Mother. You are...... My kind? ”