Darkness—boundless darkness.
Zeng Anmin and Dongfang Cang descended into that endless abyss.
This place had once been a vast ocean.
But now, there was only pitch-black darkness where one could not see their own hand, and deathly silence.
After entering the abyss, Zeng Anmin circulated his Martial Arts Aura, leaped off the lotus platform, and floated within the abyss.
"Still this dark..."
Zeng Anmin had already circulated his Martial Arts True Qi. Even with Third Rank Combat Power, his visibility within this abyss was not particularly high.
He could barely see within thirty zhang, but beyond thirty zhang, he was completely blind.
"It's this black mist..."
Dongfang Cang frowned as he sensed the air pervading their surroundings, his voice grave.
"This black mist—I have never seen such a bizarre aura before..."
"It seems to have been born solely to obstruct vision?"
As he said this, his brows had already furrowed into the character for "river."
"And aside from blocking vision, it seems capable of shielding perception as well..."
"My divine sense can only detect five zhang around me."
Five zhang?
Zeng Anmin blinked.
He could sense thirty zhang...
"Looks like this black mist not only blocks perception and vision, but also suppresses the soul to some extent..."
He stroked his chin. Since his Unyielding Martial God could immunize him against all soul and mental suppression, his visibility within this abyss was somewhat greater.
But none of that mattered.
Zeng Anmin's gaze turned toward the billowing black mist.
The Martial Arts Aura within his body carried an inexplicable restlessness and yearning.
"Why is this black mist... so compatible with the Martial Arts Aura inside me?"
Zeng Anmin hesitated for a moment, then slowly extended his hand and touched the black mist.
He did not dare touch too much. He merely wanted