At thirteen thousand miles underground, they had reached the True Flow Layer.
Chen Zhixing had just arrived here when he heard a noise that was so piercing it made him dizzy, echoing into his Sea of Consciousness and affecting his True Spirit, unstoppable as it poured into his mind.
"Flesh is weak... Spirit Ascension... Flesh is weak... Spirit Ascension...."
The voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, like lost souls mourning in the afterlife, its chaos and penetrating strength making Chen Zhixing frown involuntarily.
"What a bunch of nonsense, get lost!"
A sword in his heart lightly hummed, and immediately, a flash of sword light flickered in Chen Zhixing's eyes, cutting through and excluding the noise that had drilled into his mind.
At the same time, Chen Zhixing transformed into the powerful Ox Demon Star Formation, reaching down into the magma pool below with a fierce grab.
