Two thousand zhang beneath the Abyss.
Mysterious currents were converging, gathering at a central point to form a Whirlpool, continuously absorbing power from deeper below.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen seemed to have made another decision; beneath ten thousand zhang of the Abyss, his flame avatar sensed as well, the scorching flames burning through the turbulent currents inside.
The next moment, the flame avatar plunged downwards, determined to see what lay in the depths!
Puff puff puff!
The entire avatar became like a fallen star, trailing a long fiery tail, piercing through layer after layer of Whirlpools, heading deeper into the bottom of the Abyss!
Fifteen thousand zhang down, this was already a place his Spirit Will had not been able to probe before, still filled with violent currents, layers of Whirlpools, all utterly desolate.
