Abyss Core Layer.
A gray-gold gateway opened.
Yang Yu stepped through.
Beneath his feet lay layer upon layer of cosmic light bands, with the Abyss Core suspended at the very center.
In the distance, Players were still fighting fiercely in the Dungeon zones, their shouts carrying through the Law barriers.
"Pull the mobs!"
"Don't snatch this wave! Split the drops according to contribution!"
"Is the Dominator back? Ask when the new Version is opening!"
World Suppressor slipped out from Yang Yu's sleeve and hovered in midair, suddenly falling silent.
It looked around.
This place did not possess the ancient, deathly Order of the Vast Cosmos Hongmeng Great World.
Countless universes were linked by Abyss Blood Veins, like a vast net that was constantly expanding. Every moment, an enormous amount of Origin flowed through the network into the core.
Farther away, countless living beings cultivated, traded, fought, and revived.
Their thoughts were not unified.
Yet they were all calling out the same name.
The Abyss.
World Suppressor remained silent for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Is this the place that suppressed me just now?"
Yang Yu glanced at it.
"To be precise."
"This is where you'll be working from now on."
World Suppressor: "..."
Yang Yu raised his hand, and an Abyss Mark appeared in his palm.
"Release the core."
World Suppressor hesitated for a moment.
It instinctively rejected all restraints. It had been born when the Vast Cosmos Hongmeng Great World first opened, and even Qiong had needed two thousand Eras to make it yield.
But it looked at Yang Yu, then at the Abyss Network operating nearby.
In the end, the Ancient Runes on the bronze seal's surface unfurled layer by layer.
"Let's make this clear first."
World Suppressor muttered, "I'm not scared of you."