Having figured out the situation, Chen Luo immediately drew upon the Immortal Spirit Power inside his body and altered the environment around him.
Such complex reconstruction would have been a troublesome and lengthy process for any Immortal Cultivator, but not for Chen Luo. More than 2,800 brains turned at once, and he immediately lit up the disorderly Black Abyss.
Immortal Spirit Power reorganized beneath his feet, and azure stone blocks appeared below him, catching his falling feet perfectly.
Not a fraction too much, not a fraction too little.
After steadying himself, Chen Luo manipulated his Immortal Spirit Power and slashed a hand through the Black Abyss before him. A golden grid lit up within the space that had been black as ink. The grids were square, spreading in every direction from Chen Luo's fingertip.
After a moment, the sense of chaos vanished, and Chen Luo finally found a "direction."
The Black Abyss was disorderly.
Everything here lacked logic. That was why the Flower-Backed Turtle had suddenly vanished from Chen Luo's side. Even distance was chaotic here; a single step apart could be worlds apart.
"Guide."
Chen Luo took out a talisman paper from the Grotto-heaven Gourd.
Immortal Spirit Power poured into it, and the talisman paper swiftly burned. Black ash merged into the ground, becoming a Heavenly Path.
It pointed toward the end of the Black Abyss.
Chen Luo quickly stepped onto it and hurried forward along this little path of talisman paper.
The direction is wrong.
Westward, diagonally upward.
In this world of utter blackness, it was impossible to judge direction. Fortunately, Chen Luo had enough External Brains on him, including Immortal Emperor Changqing's brain, which could sense the aura of the Immortal Realm even within the Black Abyss.
After repeated corrections, Chen Luo finally saw a glimmer of