Beneath the Western Extremity Mystic Abyss

At the Western Extremity Mystic Abyss, Mo Chen stood suspended in the air, gazing down at the endless abyss below.

The waterfall poured down like a river from the heavens, its roar deafening.

He took a deep breath. Primordial Chaos Violet Qi slowly circulated within him, and a faint violet radiance spread over his body, forming an eggshell-shaped shield.

"I want to see just what mysteries lie within this Western Extremity Mystic Abyss!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Mo Chen leaped straight into the abyss.

His figure was instantly swallowed by the waterfall and vanished into the boundless darkness.

Beneath the Mystic Abyss.

Mo Chen felt only pitch-black darkness all around him, as though he had been cast into nothingness.

His divine sense quietly spread out, attempting to perceive everything around him, yet it detected nothing.

Even... the very concepts of time and space had become blurred, impossible to grasp.

"So this is the inside of the Western Extremity Mystic Abyss?"

Mo Chen pondered inwardly, yet his emotions remained as calm as still water, without the slightest ripple.

He did not stop. Instead, he continued deeper downward, pressing ever onward into the unknown abyss.

Time passed second by second.

Yet beneath this Mystic Abyss, there was still no end in sight.

With Mo Chen's current cultivation, his flying speed had long surpassed ordinary imagination, nearly unmatched by anyone.

And yet, even so, as he descended all the way down, he still could not fathom the depth of this Mystic Abyss.

"Damn! There isn't even an edge beneath this Western Extremity Mystic Abyss?" Mo Chen swept his gaze around speechlessly.

Divine sense could not probe this place, but his vision seemed unaffected.

Although the range his eyes could observe was far less vast than that of his divine sense,