Two years was not a long time even for mortals. For high-level cultivators like Luo Hong and Han Li, it passed even more swiftly.
During this time, the two had spent more time together only during the initial phase of electrical treatment. After that, each had gone about his own business.
Once the year was up, Mu Qing came to make trouble for Luo Hong, just as expected. Yet after testing Old Demon Han's progress in cultivating the Sacrifice Thunder Technique and seeing the rows upon rows of puppets engraved with golden lightning runes, she left in frustration.
Other than that, Luo Hong's six years had gone quite smoothly, so it felt as though the appointed day had arrived in no time.
Abyss Layer Seven was a world ruled by darkness. Without strength capable of crushing everything, even the slightest glimmer of light here could bring about disaster.
Yet within such a deadly place lay an area overflowing with silver light, visible even from the distant horizon.
It was undoubtedly extremely conspicuous in Abyss Layer Seven, and by all reason, it should have attracted some powerful demon beasts.
But in truth, aside from a ring of ruined, desolate white sandstone, there was not the slightest sign of life around the silver light!
However, on this day, the situation changed somewhat.
The sandstone wasteland, which had been tranquil for who knew how long, suddenly began to tremble. The disturbance grew greater and greater, causing rocks at the edges of the cliffs to tumble down.
The moment these rocks touched the silver wind threads on the other side of the cliff, they were silently torn apart.
Moreover, the longer these shattered rocks rolled through the air, the finer they became, until they disappeared completely.
"Such a vast Space Storm... was this really