Heaven Dou City, the Sky-Blasting Gang headquarters.
A faint sandalwood fragrance lingered around him. Flecks of sunlight streamed through the carved lattice window, falling across a handsome face rarely matched anywhere in the world and tracing its sharply defined contours. His eyes were as deep as the stars, encompassing all things, as though they held the laws of heaven and earth. A single glance seemed enough to draw anyone into them.
Looking down at the dark purple, oval crystal he was turning in his hand, Yang Ming sank into thought.
"So... this is the Abyssal Plane Seed?"
"What an incredible structure!"
Although quite a few unexpected incidents had occurred after Yang Ming dispatched Illidan Stormrage to the Abyssal Plane, the final result was still satisfactory. He had acquired this strategic resource, which was equally vital to the Abyssal Plane itself.
At his fingertips, the Abyssal Plane Seed seemed less like an inert object than a living heart, sending out pulses of life. It repeatedly tried to struggle free from Yang Ming's hand and return to the Abyssal Plane, but he suppressed it with overwhelming power. It could not escape the mountain of his five fingers.
An uncanny light flowed through his Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan, unleashing a gaze that pierced through everything as he attempted to unravel the truth of the Abyssal Plane Seed.
The Abyssal Plane Seed truly deserved its place as a plane's most essential strategic resource. Through observation alone, Yang Ming could not analyze its core anytime soon, much less determine how it was formed. It was as though an invisible hand between heaven and earth had concealed everything.
Still, Yang Ming had not come away entirely empty-handed.
After all, Yang Ming had created the Six Paths Reincarnation World himself and could be considered the master of a world.