Chen Fan remained in this underground world for several more days.
He hunted down as many of the remaining Thunder Aspect Ghosts as possible.
Unfortunately, the number of Thunder Aspect Ghosts was limited. There were only a handful at the sixth level of Chang Sheng...
Fortunately, these creatures had no intelligence, and their upper limits were not high.
There were not even any marquis-level Thunder Aspect Ghosts among the strongest of them.
After slaughtering most of the Thunder Aspect Ghosts below that level and accumulating enough for at least nearly ten thousand battle credits, Chen Fan finally headed toward the lightning passage.
The lightning passage that had once taken so much effort to traverse and felt fraught with countless hardships was now crossed by Chen Fan with extreme ease.
The lightning within could not inflict even the slightest injury upon him.
When Chen Fan activated Void Concealment and passed through the lightning passage, returning to the surface, his expression suddenly changed.
At that very moment, just outside the lightning passage, a petite figure clad in black armor sat quietly at the mouth of the cave, staring fixedly at the lightning cavern.
Yet before this, Chen Fan's divine sense had not detected even the slightest trace of her.
When Chen Fan emerged from the lightning cavern, she opened her eyes and curled her lips into a grin as she looked toward his position.
Chen Fan's state of Void Concealment seemed like nothing more than decoration.
"I never thought that you would be the one to survive in the end."
A calm, icy voice came from the petite figure.
"If I remember correctly... you are Chen Fan from the Sacred Hall, aren't you?"
Chen Fan's spirits jolted as he stared at her in utter horror.
"Nightglow King... You actually didn't die..."
That