"This is my duty. There's no need to thank me, Master!"
Little Golden Cicada sounded modest.
Fang Chen asked the Myna bird, "When you went looking for information, did you find any places where people gathered?"
Fang Chen had no deep grudge against the Five Great Powers. He simply wanted to seize resources from them.
To Fang Chen, it did not matter whether the resources came from the Sword Alliance, Nebula Palace, or Yellow Sand City. As long as he could get them, he had no reason to hang himself from the two trees of the Sword Alliance and Nebula Palace.
"No!"
The Myna bird answered.
Fang Chen nodded. "Let's find a place and set up a Formation first. Once we've found one, you and Little Crane can go gather information. Focus on places where Great Emperors are gathering!"
"All right!"
The Myna bird nodded. Fang Chen and the others entered Spirit Crane Space, and Little Crane carried them through Golden Cicada Ridge in search of a suitable place for him to set up his Formation.
Three hours later, they reached the bottom of a vast abyss. The Spatial Suppression Force there was powerful, and poisonous gas filled the air. The poison was potent enough to corrode the Great Dao Spiritual Light covering a Great Emperor powerhouse's body.
On the map of Golden Cicada Ridge, this abyss was marked as Despair Abyss.
Fang Chen found many Demonic Beasts at the bottom. Though they were formidable, none was powerful enough to stand against the Soul Pressure of a Half-Immortal Level being. When he released it, they fled in panic.
Fang Chen also found ruins beneath the abyss: wrecks of Ancient Divine Ships, shattered Palaces, and stone chambers carved into the mountainside. Many of the chambers bore images and inscriptions.
At last,