In the abyss, Qin Luo gazed once more at the endless darkness, feeling a profound sense of his own insignificance and insignificance.
As soon as they stepped into the Abyss, waves of spiritual energy swept over them like a surging tide.
However, with Qin Luo's current physical body, the power of the first level of the Spirit Abyss no longer poses any threat to him.
"Next, we're going to suffer a fate worse than death again... I wonder to what extent this Primordial Heavenly Tempering will elevate our physical bodies?"
Qin Luo muttered to himself, involuntarily recalling the scene of tempering his physical body here last time. Then he looked inward at the place occupied by the Primordial Ancestral Dragon in the center of his Qi Sea.
After this period of feeding, the primordial energy surrounding the Primordial Dragon has now reached a range of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), more than double what it was before.
This brought a sense of relief to Qin Luo; those clumps of beast souls hadn't been fed in vain. After all, the larger the symbiotic source energy, the more obvious the effect during tempering.
If I could experience that life-or-death ordeal again, I might truly achieve a qualitative leap in my physical body.
As he thought about this, Qin Luo sped towards the depths of the first level of the Abyss. Along the way, the power of the Spirit Abyss constantly assaulted his physical body, but under his resilient physique, it could only make his robes flutter in the wind.
Before long, Qin Luo arrived at the entrance to the second level. Before him appeared a blue barrier, a hundred feet in size, emitting a cold and mysterious blue light, like a huge screen blocking his way.
Amidst the flashing blue light, one could faintly sense a powerful restrictive force contained within. And at that moment, a continuous stream of people passed through it.
These people either moved with lightning speed, disappearing through the barrier in an instant, or walked forward with solemn expressions, unhurried and measured steps...
The Abyss is strictly divided into levels. Levels one to three are only accessible to those in the early, middle, and late stages of the Soul Contract Realm, while levels four to six are the domain of the Spirit Control Realm. Levels seven and eight are only accessible to experts in the Soul Separation Realm. As for the most mysterious and unpredictable level nine, only those with top-tier cultivation such as the Divine Travel Realm are qualified to enter it.
Take this second layer of blue barrier as an example. The restrictive power it contains will automatically identify the cultivation level of the person coming. Only those who have reached the mid-stage of the Soul Contract Realm or above can pass through smoothly.
Those whose cultivation level is insufficient will only be bounced back by the barrier even if they try their best, and may even be injured as a result.
This is also a rule established by the Lingyuan Sect to prevent those with insufficient cultivation from rashly venturing into the Abyss and suffering irreparable damage.
After all, the danger level of each layer in this abyss increases exponentially, and the ferocity of the spiritual abyss power is something that those with low cultivation levels cannot withstand.
However, one does not necessarily need to reach a certain level to enter this realm. If one is strong enough, one can forcibly tear open an opening to enter. However, whether one can resist the power of the spiritual abyss after entering depends on the individual's ability.
Just as Qin Luo was about to enter the next level, an uncertain voice came from behind him:
"Junior Brother Qin Luo?"
Qin Luo subconsciously turned around and saw a woman wearing a tight-fitting school uniform. The tight-fitting clothes perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure, her slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, and her full and just-right figure, which was truly eye-catching.
Qin Luo was slightly taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on his face as he said:
"Senior Huang Lu, I never expected to meet you here."
Huang Lu moved with light, graceful steps, quickly arriving in front of Qin Luo. She gently tossed her long hair that fell over her shoulder, her eyes filled with surprise and a smile, and said in a sweet voice:
"Oh my, junior, it really is you. I thought it looked like you from afar, and it really is."
She then frowned slightly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing in confusion, her eyes filled with bewilderment:
"I remember you should be fully preparing for the freshman competition right now, how come you have time to come here?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo gently scratched his head:
"I recently reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I was curious about this so-called Abyss Prison, so I came to take a look. What about you, senior?"
Hearing this, Huang Lu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, her eyes revealing a hint of allure:
“Junior brother is not unaware of the importance of spiritual value to us lone individuals. If you want to obtain a small amount of spiritual value while cultivating, you can only come to this treacherous Abyss.”
At this point, Huang Lu sighed softly and continued:
"Unlike those students who have family backgrounds to back them up, they have abundant resources and plenty of spiritual energy. They don't need to go through all the trouble of coming to this Abyss like you, senior. You don't have that kind of good fortune, so you have to find your own way."
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo nodded, deeply sympathizing with Huang Lu's situation. He knew that cultivators like Huang Lu, without powerful backing, had to rely on their own efforts to achieve every step on the path of cultivation.
Just as the two were talking, a sharp gust of wind, carrying wisps of spiritual energy, came from afar.
Seeing the approaching figure, Huang Lu's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. She parted her lips slightly and murmured:
"It's those annoying flies again."
Immediately, Huang Lu looked up at Qin Luo, her originally charming eyes now showing a hint of helplessness. She pouted, and said with a touch of coquettishness:
"Junior, when I took you on a tour of Lingyuan Sect, I took good care of you, didn't I? Now that I'm in a little trouble, could you do me a favor?"
Just as Qin Luo was looking puzzled and hadn't even had a chance to ask, Huang Lu had already quickly taken his arm.
In that instant, Qin Luo felt his arm sink into a soft cloud.
Huang Lu's arms were delicate and smooth, like the finest silk, gently touching his arm with a slight warmth, soft to the touch and extremely elastic.
This caused Qin Luo's body to stiffen abruptly, a strange sensation rapidly spreading from his arm throughout his body. He turned to look at Huang Lu, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Before he could even gather his thoughts and ask a question, Huang Lu had already moved closer, her delicate face instantly magnified in Qin Luo's vision.
Then, she tiptoed slightly, her soft lips almost touching Qin Luo's earlobe, her warm breath spraying against his ear.
Huang Lu spoke softly in a voice so delicate it seemed to drip with water:
"Junior, that guy keeps bothering me, he's like a piece of chewing gum that I can't shake off. Can you do me a big favor and help me get rid of him?"
Her voice carried a hint of charm, with a slight upward curve at the end, like an invisible little hand gently scratching at Qin Luo's heart.
The warm breath continuously sprayed around Qin Luo's ear, carrying Huang Lu's faint fragrance, which seeped into his nostrils.
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