Breakthrough

Deep within the Abyss of Shadows, as though it were connected to the Nine Nether Purgatory, Li Yang was like a drifting lone leaf, sinking deep into the turbulent vortex of endless Dark Power.

Li Yang's consciousness struggled to rise and fall in this dark mire. His past cultivation experiences flashed through his muddled mind like scenes in a lantern show. He remembered his confusion and yearning when he had first embarked on the path of cultivation. Back then, he had carried a burning longing for the pinnacle of martial arts and, under the careful guidance of his elders, stepped into the mysterious and vast world of cultivation one step at a time. He had once sweated like rain beneath the blazing sun as he painstakingly practiced basic techniques, every circulation of spiritual energy accompanied by countless failures and retries. He had also meditated alone beneath tranquil moonlit nights, trying to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and feel the wondrous strands of energy coursing through his body.

He knew full well that if he could not break free from the shackles of the Abyss of Shadows, not only would all the effort he had poured into cultivation over the years go to waste, but he would also remain forever sunk at the bottom of this dark abyss, becoming a mindless walking corpse controlled by darkness. This was a life-or-death struggle against the darkness. There was no retreat—he could only burn his boats and fight with his back to the water.

He clenched his teeth, enduring the dual agony ravaging his body and soul as he stirred the remaining spiritual energy within him. That faint glow of spiritual energy seemed so tiny amid this vast darkness, yet it was so stubborn. He tried to tear open a breach