Abyss World.
At the lowest layer of the cosmos.
Here, it resembles an underground dark and quiet river, with translucent crystals hanging overhead, forming crystal wall worlds.
"It's truly beautiful."
The crowd, aboard the Multi-Dimensional Ship, looked up.
Below were glittering waves, and above were the crystal clear crystals of the Ten Thousand Realms.
Even though they couldn't contact Atabia and others above, they left a message, letting them know they had descended into the Abyss World.
Now they had split into two groups.
One headed to the continent of origin, the other to the Abyss World. If both can rise, becoming a Divine King of an era, breaking the shackles of the primitive and rough times, and seeking the Longevity Technique...
Then the future among them is exciting just to imagine.
"History truly is a cycle, reminding me of that past."
At this moment, Minis stood at the ship's bow, showing a few signs of nostalgia in his eyes:
