Tang Wulin observed his surroundings for a moment quietly. The spatial element fluctuation remained as dense as before while the surrounding abyssal passage had already turned deep orange with flickering radiances seen vaguely. The temperature in this place was about forty degrees Celsius, so it was much hotter than the outside. The change in temperature was the only identifying factor that he had ventured deep into the abyssal plane.
Tang Wulin suppressed his curiosity. He turned around and walked outside. It seemed like the search this time was fruitless.
Just as he took a few steps outside, all of a sudden, an indescribable feeling coursed through his body. His Dragon Core contracted for a moment before the vigorous blood essence fluctuation surged forth in an instant.
Tang Wulin heard an indistinct scream, so he turned around instinctively and used the Golden Dragon Spear to sweep the area before him.
