The World Eater didn't need to be told twice. Its massive form surged forward, cutting through the chaotic energy of the Abyssal Rift like a blade through water.
Yun Lintian followed closely behind, his Frostmourne Spear gleaming with icy light, his aura radiating a sense of urgency.
The deeper they ventured into the Abyssal Rift, the more oppressive the chaotic energy became. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, as if the very fabric of reality was unraveling around them.
Yun Lintian's senses were on high alert, his eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of danger.
As they approached the deepest part of the Abyssal Rift, a group of figures emerged from the shadows, blocking their path.
At the forefront was a man clad in dark armor, his presence radiating an aura of sharpness and lethality. His eyes gleamed with a cold light, and in his hand, he held a longsword that seemed to hum with a deadly energy.
