Abyss World.
At this moment, Xia Ping passed through the Abyssal Demon Gate. He felt as though he had traversed a deep abyssal passage, not knowing how far he had flown.
Boom!
The void shook, space-time shifted, and Xia Ping immediately felt himself transported to another space, his feet landing upon solid ground.
"Is this the Abyss World?"
Xia Ping looked around and immediately discovered that he seemed to have appeared atop a mountain peak. Behind him stood an ancient gate of space-time, while the ground was carved with dense Abyssal restrictions. This place appeared to be an important site for summoning the Abyssal Demon Gate.
Yet when he looked out, all he saw were barren, ancient mountains stretching without end. Within the range of his divine sense, dozens of light-years in every direction lay amid these desolate mountains, without a trace of life.
However, this Abyss Continent seemed completely different from the one Xia Ping had previously entered. Mountain after mountain here was covered in dense, lush demonic trees.
It seemed these plants had fully adapted to the Abyss World, growing by devouring Abyssal Demonic Qi and abyssal magic power. Every tree brimmed with vigorous life force.
This made the Abyss Continent far less desolate, as though he stood within a primeval forest.
"What dense Abyssal Demonic Qi."
A glint flashed in Xia Ping's eyes.
To be honest, the moment he stepped into this space, he knew that the Abyssal Demonic Qi here was billions upon billions of times stronger than on the Abyss Continent he had visited before.
Strands of Abyssal Demonic Qi had nearly condensed into substance. It was as though any life-form from the Present World Universe that entered this space and merely took a breath of its air would instantly be corroded and transformed into