Shen Luo calmed his mind, sweeping his gaze around. He discovered that this cliff-side platform was not small, with an area of about twenty to thirty acres, and numerous buildings were constructed on it.
Surprisingly, this place did not have a hint of seawater - it was as if they had arrived on land. The rocks on the ground were the kind of dark stones that could not be probed by divine sense, and beneath the precipice lay a gloomy, dark abyss. The light was very dim, only allowing sight for a dozen or so feet ahead.
Within the abyss, there was no seawater, just raging black winds swirling and howling. These winds filled the entire abyss, creating huge vortexes of wind, some several miles in size, while others were only a few dozen feet in diameter. As they collided and swallowed each other, they let out loud, whining sounds, as if they could sweep up everything in their path.
Shen Luo stared at the black winds rampaging in the abyss with a secret shock in his heart.
