Welcome to My Home Turf

"Amitabha... even the air in this place is full of knives."

Huineng wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"This humble monk feels as though half my cultivation has been crippled."

Lin Mu rose from the command seat.

Unlike them, he took a deep breath.

The air, laden with the stench of sulfur, decay, and chaos, flooded into his lungs and brought him an unprecedented sense of comfort. Rather than slowing, the circulation of mana within him actually sped up a little.

As a [Necromancer], this place was his natural home ground.

"Not a bad smell," Lin Mu remarked.

Standing beside him, Lilith underwent an even more earthshaking transformation.

The dim violet cocoon of light around her body, which had been obscured by the seal, shattered the instant they entered the abyss. Dense abyssal demonic energy poured into her body like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

Her figure grew taller by several degrees, her long purple hair fluttered without wind, and an eerie glow capable of seizing one's soul lit up in her eyes.

Lin Mu glanced at her status panel.

[Lilith (Dream Weaver)]

[Level: LV.450 (Weakened State/Recovering)]

"Finally, I'm back." Lilith licked her lips, her voice carrying a long-lost arrogance and delight. "Though this is only a barren land on the outskirts, at least I no longer have to endure that nauseating stench of order."

The spaceship's fuel had been depleted during the previous dash. It now trailed black smoke as it tilted and fell toward the ground below.

Below them lay a shattered star ring.

Countless enormous planetary remnants floated through the violet-black void. Some were still burning, while others had frozen completely. Thick chains and floating bridges linked these remnants together, forming the unique terrain of the Abyss's first layer.

Boom!

The spaceship slammed heavily