One mile, five miles, ten, twenty... Chen Xuan followed Su Yourong deeper into the abyss. Had he not been experiencing it himself, he would never have believed the Northern Wilderness Abyss could be this deep. They had flown for dozens of miles, and yet there was no end in sight.
The so-called "shallow" level of the abyss was only one mile deep; compared to this deep-level abyss, the scale was incomparable. If the deep abyss extended for hundreds or even thousands of miles, would it not rival the surface world of the Shanhai Realm? Thinking of this, Chen Xuan realized it was no surprise that the Northern Wilderness Abyss could foster an isolated world of immortal cultivation.
Only when they reached a depth of one hundred miles did Su Yourong change direction, shifting to horizontal flight. Relying on the dim, murky light and his penetrating divine pupils, Chen Xuan could barely make out a series of small, black mounds beneath the oppressive rocky canopy, resembling silent, dead volcanic craters.
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