The sight within the Black Abyss truly exceeded Wang Xian's imagination. Other than darkness, there was nothing else.
Or, more accurately, the Black Abyss was a void. He could sense neither up nor down, nor any of the eight directions.
Even more terrifyingly, he could not even feel the process of falling.
After an unknown amount of time, a strange world entered Wang Xian's sight, and his senses returned as well.
By then, Wang Xian's falling speed had reached its limit. Just as he was about to slam violently into that world, a slender, fair hand appeared and steadily caught him.
"I would have been fine on my own!"
Wang Xian looked at Yaochi, who had caught him.
Though his falling speed had been terrifying, his strength was what it was. Even if he truly crashed into that world, he would not suffer any harm.
"I know."
Yaochi nodded with a smile, yet she still did not let go of Wang Xian.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Empress Nuwa all gathered around. Seeing Yaochi supporting Wang Xian, they all laughed.
Wang Xian curled his lips, but he did not pull free from Yaochi's arm. As he examined the strange world, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, where exactly is this place?"
The reason he called that world strange was because Wang Xian could sense that its "Dao" was extremely singular—or rather, that it had only one "Dao."
Logically, such a world should not exist at all. After all, a complete world needed countless "Daos" to form it.
Yet a world formed from such a singular "Dao" had truly appeared!
"I don't know." Houtu shook her head. "I only know that Demon Ancestor Luohu was born here. As for where this place is, I have no idea."
She was also studying this strange