Deepening the Abyss

Any Source Sea Dao Lord who stepped into it would be like a torch plunged into water.

The torch would still burn, but its flame would grow smaller and smaller, its temperature lower and lower, until it was completely extinguished.

Their cultivation would be suppressed by at least thirty percent.

If trapped within the formation for too long, even a fifty-percent suppression of cultivation was possible.

Chu Ming withdrew his divine sense.

That gray-gold thread retreated from the dark-red chaos, moving far more slowly than when it had entered.

The thread was covered in dark-red mist. The mist writhed over the surface of the power of order like a layer of viscous liquid, trying to seep from the thread's surface into its interior.

Runes of order lit up across the thread's surface. Gray-gold light flashed, and the dark-red mist evaporated, turning into a wisp of black smoke that dispersed.

Blood Butcher Dao Lord asked, "Can it be broken?"

His tone was flat, as though he were asking, "How's the weather today?"

Yet his gaze lingered over that expanse of dark-red chaos for a long while.

The law of slaughter would be suppressed even more severely within the abyssal formation.

Not by thirty percent, but by fifty.

Because the essence of the law of slaughter was "severance" and "ending," while the essence of the abyss was "nothingness." Nothingness needed no severing, nor was there any ending to speak of.

When his blade struck the power of the abyss, it was like cutting through air—there was no resistance, but neither was there any damage.

He needed Chu Ming's power of order to clear the way.

Chu Ming said, "The formation has five formation cores, distributed across five locations in the territory.

"Each formation core is guarded by an Abyss Great Lord.

"Destroy