The Myriad Demon Abyss is located a million miles east of the Jin Kingdom, in a desolate forbidden zone, with barren Spirit Veins and sparse population.
Except for some cultivators driven to desperation, few come here.
After all, even for archeological exploration and opportunities, one must choose the right place, not a certain death.
On this day, in the high sky, a heroic man riding a Golden Peng Bird and a delicate and lovely young girl arrived outside the Myriad Demon Abyss.
Though called an abyss, the Myriad Demon Abyss before them was like a desolate and silent wasteland.
"Is this the Myriad Demon Abyss?"
Lu Changsheng scrutinized the scene ahead, a gray, ghostly place, with the remains of broken walls, where the sun barely reached, like a secluded small world apart from reality.
"Daoist Yangming, this is the Myriad Demon Abyss. The spiritual energy inside is scarce, and even the Spirit Veins are polluted and demonized, so it's best for you to recover your state first."
