"At least seven or eight days? That's enough."
Xu Jingming smiled and continued about two kilometers deeper into the sea of flames.
The flames here had already turned a deep purple.
Under the suppression of these powerful flames, the range of his Mental Strength had shrunk to less than three hundred meters.
Yet under the protection of Ling Shuang's Space-type Ability, the surrounding Deep Purple Flame was completely cut off and could not harm them in the slightest!
"At this depth, no one should be able to disturb me."
Xu Jingming let out a long breath, no longer hesitated, and directly pressed the plus sign beside the Ability section on the system panel!
'Ding! Ability evolution has begun. SS-rank Du Tian Divine Lightning is evolving: 0.1%... 0.2%... 0.3%...'
The instant he added the point, a system notification unlike any before immediately rang out in his mind.
Rumble rumble rumble~~~
A dull peal of thunder sounded in the sky.
Unlike the real world, the Yer Secret Realm had no weather beyond day and night.
Yet at this moment, countless dark clouds gathered above the entire No. 3 Desperate Ground!
Unlike the dark clouds of a thunderstorm, these clouds were pitch-black throughout, their color incomparably deep, as though they had been drawn straight from an ink vat!
They were called dark clouds, but black clouds would have been more fitting!
At the same time, streaks of Black Thunder flickered and danced within the black clouds, radiating an ancient, desolate aura.
"This is..."
Ling Shuang raised her pretty face slightly, her rosy lips parting as she stared blankly at the black clouds overhead.
She sensed a heavy pressure from those black clouds, as if her life were completely beyond her control.
"The end isn't even in sight. Just how large is