"Go."
Fang Qingyu's voice was calm, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
That was the afterglow of excitement.
He pulled Jiang Wei along, not heading towards a safe point, but instead striding towards the most violent and harshest area within the "Abyss."
...
An hour later.
Fang Qingyu's gaze pierced through the violent wind and rain, locking firmly onto the area shrouded by an even denser wall of purple thunderstorm clouds in the distance.
That was precisely the direction of the "Thunderstorm Cloud Sea" core.
"Let's do it!"
Fang Qingyu's voice was hoarse, carrying a determination almost fanatical.
No Qi Blood was activated, no Thunder Shock Escape Shadow was executed.
Instead, like a true mortal struggling forward in the wind and rain.
He stepped forward, against the suffocating gale and pouring rain, treading on the muddy, slippery charred rocky ground.
Towards that boiling hell-like Thunder Purgatory.
Step!
By step!
