The gale, carrying icy raindrops like countless fine steel needles, pounded mercilessly on the five of them.
The scorched wilderness swiftly receded beneath their feet.
Jagged boulders loomed indistinctly through the dense fog.
The five were like arrows released from a bow, racing against the furious storm within the "Abyss" towards the direction of Starfire Castle.
"The situation at Starfire Castle is very complex." Wei Banmeng's cold voice pierced through the storm, reaching Fang Qingyu's ears. She had evidently done extensive research upon receiving the urgent notice, "As one of the largest strongholds within the 'Abyss', it harbors several powerful indigenous forces who would never stand by and allow the Thunder Source Material to be taken by outsiders easily."
Fang Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, only slightly tilting his head to signal her to continue.
