Vast, deathly still, oppressive.
These were the eternal, unchanging undertones of the [Heavenly Abyss Fragment Realm].
After taking the healing pills Chu Bai had bestowed upon them, Yan Tieshan and the other three Formless City cultivators barely managed to stabilize their injuries.
Although their broken breastbones and damaged meridians could not heal instantly, the circulation of spiritual energy at least restored their most basic ability to move.
The four dared not delay or show the slightest negligence. Yan Tieshan and the burly male cultivator led the way with utmost reverence, while the sickly male cultivator and Junior Sister Yun followed cautiously on either side. Like stars clustered around the moon, they escorted the blue-robed Chu Bai in their midst toward the canyon's exit.
Throughout the journey, Chu Bai strolled as though through a quiet courtyard.
He used neither an escape technique nor spell power to keep out the pungent miasma, simply walking across the cracked, blackish-brown earth on his own two feet.
Yet his transcendent bearing, as though he had merged with heaven and earth and no magic could touch him, only seemed more unfathomable the longer Yan Tieshan and the others watched him. Their reverence grew ever deeper.
After roughly four hours, the canyon gradually opened out.
Amid a sprawling stretch of ruins ahead stood the skeleton of an enormous ancient beast.
Even with only half its ribs remaining, the skeleton towered hundreds of yards high, like a row of heaven-piercing swords thrust upside down into the blood-colored earth.
Faint, profoundly obscure Dao array patterns still flickered across its surface. Clearly, this beast had been a terrifying Great Demon that surpassed the foundation establishment realm in life!
Chu Bai stopped before the skeleton.
He extended his slender, fair-skinned hand and gently stroked the cold, rough ancient bones. A trace