"Good thing I had the Moon Wheel Palace. Otherwise, moving through this spatial turbulence would have been troublesome. Even so, I'm still too slow."
Yan Ning frowned, immediately put away the palace, and summoned the Chaos Bell above his head. Countless strands of divine light descended from it, shielding him as he slowly sank deeper.
Inside the Abyssal Depths, space and time were chaotic, and the laws were twisted.
With every stretch Yan Ning descended, the darkness around him grew thicker. Even the Chaos Bell seemed to sense it.
Yan Ning was faintly startled. He hadn't truly activated the Chaos Bell—he was merely holding it above his head—but it was the Chaos Bell, after all.
Even without being activated, it had the defensive power of at least a Peak Treasure.
He continued downward.
Yet even after descending hundreds of thousands of kilometers, all he could see was endless darkness. There was no sign of the Secret Realm Core.
"The system's coordinates say it's right here. So why can't I find it?"
Yan Ning frowned and swept his Three Vertical Pupils across the surroundings, but still found nothing.
He pondered for a moment.
"If I can't find it, I'll search every inch!"
Boom!
Yan Ning didn't hesitate. He immediately activated his Black Hole Divine Body clone!
In an instant, the pitch-black divine body, a million kilometers across, unfurled within the Abyssal Depths. Terrifying devouring force erupted, steadily consuming the darkness around it.
The Black Hole Divine Body's devouring force collided with the darkness of the Abyssal Depths, triggering countless tiny Space Rifts in the void.
Yan Ning patiently searched every inch of space as time slowly passed...
Three days later, after he had searched through an untold expanse of darkness, the system's notification suddenly rang out—
[ Ding! The host is