Yu Yuan Palace, prison district.
The instant his right hand touched the prison bars, Lu Chuan felt the world spin around him. Then his vision went black, and he passed out cold.
At the same time, a purple-black vortex several meters tall bloomed inside the prison. From its center, an inexplicable suction force suddenly surged forth, wrapping around Lu Chuan and the others.
As the pull intensified, Lu Chuan and the others were drawn before the vortex.
The next instant, ten figures vanished.
At the same time, the phantom of a towering structure appeared before everyone.
At the base of the phantom, ten red dots flickered.
"It's begun."
"I wonder how many floors these people can clear." Lin Lei spoke with deep concern.
"Master, please put your mind at ease."
Luo Yanjun said from the side, "These disciples are all at the peak of Rank Five, and two of them have even broken through to Rank Six."
"They still have a great chance of clearing the Abyss Palace."
Lin Lei shook his head with a bitter smile. "If it were that easy, why would the Feather God Race allow the Abyss Palaces to spread unchecked?"
"A Feather God Race expert once said that none but geniuses may challenge the Abyss Palace, and none but monsters may pass through it."
"If one could not withdraw from the Abyss Palace at any time, I truly would not want the children to risk their lives."
"Our Combat Department is no longer what it once was."
After sighing, Lin Lei turned to glance at the academy's other higher-ups and snorted coldly. "Though I look down on the other factions, I must admit that perhaps only they can resolve the Abyss Palace."
Luo Yanjun nodded solemnly.
How could he not understand the situation?
His earlier