Qin Chuan vanished from the room as though he had never been there.
The next moment, he stood high above the Magic City Stronghold, a cold wind tugging at the hem of his robe.
The power of the Moment of Utmost Darkness enveloped him. Space yielded before him like soft cloth, easily torn open into a rift leading to the Deep Sea.
Without hesitation, Qin Chuan stepped through.
The outline of the steel fortress gave way in an instant to endless, fathomless blue.
This was the Deep Sea, ten thousand meters below the surface.
Sunlight had long since vanished. Only the faint bioluminescence of strange deep-sea creatures traced eerie shapes through the absolute darkness.
Terrifying pressure closed in from every direction, enough to crush steel to powder. But as those physical forces neared Qin Chuan, an invisible field of Shadow Power quietly dispersed them.
Following the coordinates Season Star had provided, Qin Chuan adjusted his course and sped through the Deep Sea.
The closer he came to his destination, the more unstable his surroundings became.
Tiny Space Cracks flickered in and out of existence, carrying brief but lethal cutting force.
Dense alien energy surged through the water like an undercurrent, fiercely corrosive. Even powerful mutated Sea Beasts moved cautiously here.
"Chaotic Spatial Turbulence, dense alien energy..."
Qin Chuan recalled the intelligence report.
Conditions here were far worse than in the Storm Sea. Forget the Holy Domain—even an ordinary demigod would expend enormous effort just resisting the environment's corrosion.
But none of that posed a problem for him.
The spatial leaps granted by the Moment of Utmost Darkness let him easily evade the dangerous Spatial Turbulence, while the Shadow Domain's powerful capacity to absorb and assimilate could even turn some of the stray alien energy to his own use.
His senses