At the same time, in Abyss Layer Six, within a massive palace shrouded in eerie green light, a White-Haired Beauty with snow-white hair and a bloodless face stood beside a broad black pool over a hundred zhang wide, coldly watching everything within its waters.
Two women who appeared to be in their twenties stood at her sides, each holding a black fan spiritual treasure.
The two women were likewise pale-faced and utterly devoid of color. One was petite, with a round little face that looked both edible and helpless, making people want to dote on her at first sight. The other had a graceful figure, skin fairer than snow, and peerless beauty.
Countless large and small formations were spread around the pool. At this moment, numerous pitch-black runes continuously emerged from them, sank into the pool, and flew straight toward several figures clad in strange black armor.
Yet after casting spells for so long that the formations' spiritual light had dimmed, those figures remained as motionless as inanimate objects.
Seeing this scene, the White-Haired Beauty's expression darkened further. With a frown, she spoke in an aged voice utterly mismatched with her appearance, "Use Netherflame!"
"Yes!"
Hearing This, the two women immediately answered. Then, they stepped forward in unison, raised their Black Banana Spiritual Fans, paused for a moment, and pressed them down together.
Only to hear a whoosh, two black fire flood dragons flew from the fans and plunged headfirst into the black pool.
At once, not only the pool's surface, but the entire deep pool erupted in raging black flames.
Enveloped by the black flames, the black armor on those figures gradually became thinner. Yet it also grew increasingly dark and glossy, while their auras steadily rose.
A moment later, one of them suddenly twitched a finger, causing anticipation