Chen Nan wasn't sure how long he had been descending, but after a few breaths, he felt as if he had passed through a barrier—
"Swoosh..."
It was as if penetrating something, and then his eyes were greeted by a vast forest, and in about another second, he would be landing on a tree branch.
Chen Nan's mouth twisted, but he still didn't have time to adjust his position and ended up hanging directly from the branch.
Luckily, his cultivation was profound; otherwise, this fall could have really made him ache.
Jumping down from the tree, he looked around.
Abyss Prison?
It doesn't look all that strange.
Chen Nan was lost in thought when he suddenly widened his eyes in excitement: "What… Ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma, Ten-thousand-year-old Five-leaf Three-flower Herb, and Ghost Face Lotus, these are all Immortal Herbs! Even heaven-dwelling experts covet them, yet here they are neglected, such a waste!"
