Bottom of the Abyss

Whoosh—

They fell faster and faster.

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and immediately activated the power of the dragon pearl. Golden dragon wings unfurled on his back. He used these wings to decelerate while falling.

The further he fell, the greater the weight Zhang Ruochen had to withstand. Soon, even the dragon wings weren't very effective.

Plus, the space in the lower part of the abyss was even weaker. Every few meters would have one or two huge spatial cracks. Anyone who fell in would meet definite death.

There were many instances where Zhang Ruochen almost fell into the bottomless void.

"Haha! Zhang Ruochen, let's die together!"

Feng Han was below Zhang Ruochen. His bloody face was twisted into a menacing laugh.

"Even if we die, you must die before me." Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold.