Inside the tent
Qin Tian's fingertips caressed the lone stone necklace in his palm, the surface of the black stone rough and devoid of any glow.
Ever since sealing the space channel, this peculiar stone seemed to have exhausted all its vitality; despite him nurturing it daily with the Celestial Guardian Bloodline, it remained as silent as a dead object, never sending any response.
"Void..." Qin Tian murmured softly, his eyes as deep as an unfathomable cold pool.
He recalled the warning before sealing the passage, that angry and low "Void... enemy" — at that time, it must have sensed the void fluctuations deep within the passage and emerged to suppress them.
Six hundred years ago, the void turmoil almost toppled the entire Empire, and the lone stone was the ultimate weapon that ended that catastrophe.
A thought in his mind became increasingly clear: The appearance of the Demon Suppression Abyss occurred precisely a hundred years after the void turmoil.
