The Great Thousand World.
Everyone had arrived at the place Qing Yanjing had described.
Beneath the warship lay a bottomless abyss, shrouded in mist that obscured the way ahead.
Long Xiao and Medusa came onto the deck together.
Qing Yanjing and Li Xiang were already there, examining the abyss.
"Medusa, why is your hand so sticky?"
Qing Yanjing noticed that something seemed to be smeared on Medusa's right hand.
At those words, Medusa quickly wiped her hand clean, then said calmly, "Nothing. I had a little breakfast and accidentally got some on my hand."
Long Xiao could only chuckle to himself beside her. Luckily, this wasn't Blue Star, or that remark would have been downright filthy innuendo.
"Oh."
Qing Yanjing thought nothing more of it, though she looked at Long Xiao with some confusion.
You two had breakfast together, so why do you look so refreshed while Long Xiao looks utterly haggard?
What on earth did Medusa eat?
"Young master, shall we go down now?" Li Xiang asked, looking into the abyss below.
Long Xiao extended his divine soul, but detected nothing.
There seemed to be a natural formation below that blocked perception.
"Yes, let's head straight down. Miss Qing, please lead the way."
With Li Xiang present, nothing serious should go wrong. There probably wasn't anyone in the Great Thousand World capable of harming them.
Qing Yanjing nodded, then jumped straight down.
Long Xiao and the others jumped after her.
The depths below seemed bottomless. The scenery around them swept backward endlessly.
"Miss Qing, do you remember where you saw the dragon-holding essence?"
Long Xiao looked down at Qing Yanjing as he asked.
The farther they descended, the fiercer the abyss's natural wind astral force became.
"Of course. We'll reach it after descending ten li. At that depth, you