Hiding his aura perfectly, Long Yan, using Nine Heavens Thunder Seal and Nine Nether Spirit Devouring Thunder Flame, miraculously passed through the will-guarded Thunder Domain unscathed.
"This should be the passage, right?"
At this moment, he had already descended approximately ten thousand feet into the Thunder Abyss and seemed to be about to reach the bottom.
Ahead were swirling vortices of thunder, the entrance of each vortex just wide enough to allow a person to pass, presumably leading to deeper parts.
After brief hesitation, Long Yan entered into the Thunder Vortex.
A moment later, Long Yan reached the bottom of the Thunder Abyss.
"Such an ancient aura."
This place was a desolate space, with roaming thunder and lightning. Even the sand and pebbles carried the scent of thunder, making this place, just like the outside, a world of thunder.
What was different, however, was that this space was filled with an ancient aura, an aura that was incredibly archaic.