After watching for a moment, Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth rose. "So it's down there..."
He dropped swiftly. The instant his feet touched the ground, an intensely cold aura surged up through them.
"A cold that bites to the bone... and disturbs the soul... I see!" Xiao Yan murmured, excitement lighting his face.
Without wasting another moment, he raised his right hand. Dou Qi surged through his palm, and a strange, pure-black dot appeared at its center.
Xiao Yan's expression sharpened. He slammed his enormous palm into the ground.
Boom!
As the force of his palm thundered through the cavern, a vast stretch of ground twisted and warped.
A black ring of light rose from the ground and spread rapidly in every direction. Everything it touched vanished, even the terrifying Black Storm.
In moments, the ground beneath Xiao Yan had been erased, leaving a massive hole. The center of the Black Storm became a vacuum.
With the ground gone, what lay beneath was exposed.
It was a vast, bottomless black abyss. An eerie wind drifted up from it, sounding like someone weeping softly, as though it could unsettle the mind.
At the same time, a bitterly cold aura washed over him.
Xiao Yan grew even more excited. Without hesitation, he plunged into the Abyss.
The farther he descended, the denser the cold aura became and the fiercer the cutting winds grew.
Compared with this, the Black Storm above was probably less than a tenth as powerful.
Xiao Yan fell freely for nearly five minutes, yet still had not reached the bottom.
"Looks like I need to speed up."
He accelerated abruptly, plunging toward the bottom of the Abyss.
His feet touched down, and an enormous underground cavern opened before him.
Icy winds swept through