Bestowing the Name of Abyss

At the center of the great hall, the Void twisted.

The Sea of True Spirit hovered before Yang Yu's brow as the two ancient, intricate characters for "Abyss" slowly took shape. This was not a product sold by the Myriad Worlds Merchant House, but a rule carved out stroke by stroke by tens of millions of Players, countless Wanderers, and the independent cultivators who had just lined up to pay, using real wealth, faith, and obsession!

There was none of the rotten stench of the Old Era—only an unreasonable, tyrannical force of new birth.

The pressure spread uncontrollably.

Boom!

Above Starlight Market, the layer of Void mist that never dispersed year-round was blasted open into a massive hole by that pressure.

The Old Monsters who had just been lining up to buy Experience Coins all froze. Everyone raised their heads and stared fixedly at the black-robed young man behind the stall.

The red-haired cultivator at Peak Fifth Step had his legs give out and dropped straight to his knees.

"What is this aura? Sixth Step Name-Holding Realm! He's broken through to the Sixth Step!"

Someone cried out.

Then, a Gray-Bearded Old Man who had run a stall for tens of thousands of Eras suddenly widened his eyes. Pointing at the two characters above Yang Yu's head, his voice cracked. "No! Look at his name! That isn't 'Jin'! It isn't 'Qiong' either! What are those two characters?"

The burly man carrying a broadsword beside him was drenched in sweat as he stammered, "A... Abyss. The name above his head is Abyss!"

The moment those words fell, the edge of Starlight Market erupted into chaos.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The Gray-Bearded Old Man staggered back repeatedly and overturned his own stall. "Since when has there been an Archaic True God called Abyss in