Armed with the knowledge Fenrir had given him and the techniques he had mastered, Lei Chen and Qing Yuan set out for the Void Valley. The journey was perilous, taking them through desolate lands where the very air seemed to hum with an ominous energy.
As they approached the entrance to the Void Valley, the atmosphere grew thicker, and the space around them began to warp. The valley was unlike anything Lei Chen had ever seen—time seemed to move slower, and the sky above twisted and distorted, as if the fabric of reality was tearing apart.
"This place…" Lei Chen whispered, his voice barely audible. "It's as if the world is unravelling."
Qing Yuan nodded grimly. "The Void Valley distorts everything. Only those with absolute control over their qi can hope to survive."
Inside the valley, the terrain was constantly shifting. Mountains would appear and disappear, rivers would flow backward, and even the ground itself would change shape. Lei Chen could feel the pull of the spiritual energy in the air, trying to disrupt his connection to his essence.
But he remained focused, using the Essence Fusion technique Fenrir had taught him to stabilize his qi. As they ventured deeper, they encountered powerful Black Veil disciples who had adapted to the valley's chaotic energy. These disciples wielded techniques that distorted space, making their attacks nearly impossible to predict.
Lei Chen fought fiercely, his essence flaring with each strike. But even with his newfound strength, the battles were taxing. The very nature of the Void Valley was working against him, draining his energy faster than he could recover.
Just when it seemed like they might be overwhelmed, Lei Chen sensed something. A powerful energy signature—one that felt eerily familiar. It was the artifact linked to the War God's legacy.