Demon Ritual

"Abyss World!"

Lu Yunhe looked up at the Abyssal Rift. A faint murmur seemed to ring in his ears, as though it were tempting his soul.

When you gazed into the abyss, the abyss gazed back at you.

The Upper and Lower City Districts had turned the Abyssal Rift into a sustainable industry. One day, it would inevitably devour them in return.

The moment Lu Yunhe stepped onto land eroded by the aura of the abyss, he could not help shuddering. His body, born of the material world, instinctively rejected the invasion of this foreign thing.

If ordinary people remained in such an environment for too long, they would likely be completely transformed into aberrant demons or something similar. Even professionals would inevitably have their Life Origin affected.

Even so, countless adventurers still explored this Black Land.

Where the Main Continent intertwined with abyssal aura, some Transcendent objects would still be born. They were highly suited for professionals' cultivation and could even serve as advancement materials.

Lu Yunhe even saw groups of ordinary people carrying weapons and equipment, walking across the black earth with resolute expressions.

If they could not become professionals, they would rather die in adventure.

Lu Yunhe paid them no mind. They had made their own choices and had to take responsibility for them. He continued onward toward the Abyssal Rift.

Though he could see the Abyssal Rift at a glance, it was actually still quite far away.

The area affected by abyssal aura was enormous, occupying nearly a third of the Lower City. Thus, the people of the Lower City called it—the Black Land!

The Abyssal Rift itself was not large. The reason it could be seen clearly even from the edge was due to the influence of spatial laws.

As long as one was within