Dragon Abyss

Shen Luo steadied himself and swept his gaze around. He found that this cliffside platform was quite large, covering some twenty to thirty mu, with numerous buildings constructed upon it.

There was not a trace of seawater here, as though they had arrived on land. The rocks underfoot were also the same dark stones that Divine Sense could not penetrate. Beneath the cliff lay a shadowy abyss, where the light was extremely dim and only reached a dozen zhang or so.

There was no seawater within the abyss either, only a mass of black gales rolling and howling. These gales stretched from heaven to earth, filling the entire abyss and forming enormous wind vortexes. Some spanned several li, while others were only a few zhang wide. They collided and devoured one another, unleashing tremendous, mournful roars that seemed capable of sweeping everything away.

Shen Luo watched the black winds raging within the abyss, secretly shocked.

Though he was now a True Immortal, he still felt exceedingly insignificant before the abyssal gales.

Moreover, these black winds were very strange. They churned only within the abyss, showing no tendency to spread outside.

With a thought, he extended his Divine Sense toward the black winds below. Yet the instant it reached into the abyss, an incomparably sharp force shredded it apart, causing a mild pain in his mind.

"Is this Dragon Abyss? It feels like it is underground," Shen Luo asked Ao Hong.

"That is right. We are actually deep underground beneath the Ancestral Dragon Wall," Ao Hong said.

"I see. What are these black storms? Their power is terrifying—they can even shred Divine Sense so easily?" Shen Luo nodded in realization and pointed at the black winds in the nearby abyss.

"Dragon Abyss connects to the Nine Netherworlds. These black winds are