Lu Sheng slowly made his way downward.
With every step he took, his body instantly crossed several hundred meters.
The abyss was filled with Divine Angels and Evil God-corrupted creatures covered in tentacles, slaughtering gray monsters.
Vast amounts of gray soul power condensed into their strongest forms, only to be relentlessly torn apart and devoured by the Divine Angels and Evil God creatures.
These purest products of soul power were all the souls formed from the negative emotions Wang Jing had once abandoned.
The entire abyss was a scene of carnage. It was practically a one-sided massacre.
Every Divine Angel and Evil God creature that had finished killing would involuntarily drop to one knee and salute Lu Sheng as he passed.
Lu Sheng continued descending, reaching the very bottom of the abyss in the blink of an eye.
Countless gray monsters surrounded a colossal creature at the very center while resisting the invasion of the Divine Angels at the perimeter.
Unlike the gray monsters above, the creatures here were clearly much stronger. They seemed to be infused with quite a bit of Barren Power.
Lu Sheng's gaze fell directly upon the center of the monster horde.
There lay a dragon beast that looked somewhat familiar to him.
The dragon beast crouched low against the ground, covered in wounds. Tiger-like stripes could still be seen across its body. Its two dragon heads slightly opened and closed their eyes, within which lingered faint traces of deathly aura.
"Dong Dong." A weak, powerless voice reached Lu Sheng's ears.
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes, recognizing the owner of the voice.
He stopped and gazed from afar at the Two-Headed Monster Dragon surrounded by gray monsters.
"Jing Jie?" he asked quietly.
"You really aren't an ordinary person." Wang Jing seemed to be in an extremely