The Obsidian Corridor is a dangerous passage stretching for hundreds of kilometers.
At times, it's as wide as a plain, yet the ground is riddled with honeycomb-like holes corroded by demonic qi, deep enough to swallow an entire spiritual energy transport vehicle; at other times, it narrows like a path, with slanted black rock walls on either side, and dark red tendrils hanging from the cracks, ready to ensnare the unwary; there are countless forked paths spreading like capillaries, some leading to dead ends with piles of bones meters high, while others wind downward, leading to unknown deeper demon nests.
The wind here is twisted, carrying the smell of rust from the rock walls, the stench of rotten blood, and the burnt scent of spiritual energy, whispering like countless tiny fragments as it blows past.
