Following the little fox for an unknown distance, even Wang Zhong, with his stamina and spirit power, began to pant. The distance they had run was unimaginable.
The moon was like a silver plate, casting a silver edge on the clouds in the sky. Countless stars twinkled in the heavens, emitting a bright glow.
After running for another half an hour, the little fox stopped before a vast, open chasm that stretched for thousands of meters and was unfathomably deep. It crouched down, its fiery red eyes filled with an unconcealable pain and sadness.
Something deep within this chasm was calling to it.
Wang Zhong stepped forward and gently stroked the little fox's head, saying softly, "It's down there, isn't it?"
"Come, let's go down together!"
Holding the little fox in his arms, Wang Zhong unfurled his six-winged purple light wings and was about to leap into the chasm when the little fox suddenly jumped out of his embrace, shaking its head repeatedly.
Wang Zhong frowned, looking at the little fox's actions with confusion. After a moment's thought, he pointed to the six-winged purple light wings on his back, then pointed to the chasm, and waved his hand.
Did he mean that flying was not allowed here?
The little fox nodded vigorously.
Wang Zhong was greatly surprised. A place where one couldn't fly, could it be due to a forbidden aerial formation?
Glancing at the unfathomable chasm, Wang Zhong was in a dilemma. He couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and even concentrating his spiritual power in one direction couldn't probe its depth. This chasm was unimaginably deep.
With a bitter face, he scratched the back of his head. Without flight, jumping from such a height, even the Eight Extremes Heaven couldn't withstand it; he would be smashed into a pulp.
His gaze shifted, and Wang Zhong suddenly crouched down, placing one hand on the ground. His tree martial spirit manifested behind him, and his first soul skill was activated.
"Thorn!"
Around the visible edges of the chasm, sharp, hard thorns shot out. Then, Wang Zhong picked up the little fox and leaped onto the thorns.
The hard thorns perfectly supported Wang Zhong's weight without any shaking.
Knowing that this method was feasible, Wang Zhong no longer hesitated. He continuously leaped downward, disappearing into the darkness of the chasm within a few jumps.
After leaping down nearly a hundred times, he looked up and saw only blackness. Looking down, it was also dark. Wang Zhong stood on the protruding thorns, as if suspended in the void.
"This chasm is truly deep!"
With the little fox having returned to his body, Wang Zhong sat on the thorns, his legs dangling, quietly recovering his stamina.
The long-distance run, coupled with the continuous generation of soul skills and jumps, had greatly depleted his stamina. Moreover, he had no idea what lay at the bottom of this bottomless chasm. Wang Zhong decided to proceed cautiously, ensuring he had at least half his stamina and spirit power remaining in case of any unexpected events, otherwise, it could be dangerous.
Half an hour later, his spirit power and stamina had largely recovered. Wang Zhong leaped down again, his body as agile as an ape, moving with nimble grace among the thorns.
After an unknown number of rests and an unknown depth descended, Wang Zhong's spiritual perception finally felt the bottom of the chasm.
Sensing this change, Wang Zhong's spirits lifted, and his jumping speed increased. After dozens of breaths, he finally saw the so-called ground.
With a sudden leap, he landed heavily on the ground. The immense sound echoed repeatedly in the vast space.
He had expected the bottom of such a valley to be filled with disgusting and dirty things, such as the carcasses of soul beasts or bones. But to his surprise, it was exceptionally clean. Not only were there no such things, but there wasn't even a speck of dust.
He extended his left hand, and fiery red spirit power surged and condensed, eventually forming the figure of the little fox once more.
Tilting its head to survey its surroundings, its small, moist nostrils twitched. The little fox turned, nodded at Wang Zhong, and gestured for him to follow.
Although it was the depths of a giant chasm, there were still countless branching crevices here.
Following behind the little fox, Wang Zhong casually observed his surroundings as the fox searched for the way. Due to the lack of light, he could only scan the area with his spiritual power. It was just stones and more stones, a place that could be described as completely barren.
Even though the Death Canyon received no sunlight, it was home to many luminous plants that painted the darkness with vibrant colors, making it exceptionally beautiful.
Here, however, Wang Zhong felt only one word could perfectly describe it.
Dead silence!
Yes, a silence as if of death, a place where no life existed.
The little fox stopped before a fork, sniffing carefully. Its long ears flicked, and its nine long tails behind it wagged joyfully with an inexplicable happiness.
After sensing for a while, the little fox slowly moved towards a branch, and Wang Zhong quickly followed.
After passing more than twenty forks, the little fox stopped again at a place resembling a three-way intersection. It sniffed carefully, as before, but this time it only took a few breaths before identifying its path.
The leftmost one!
As Wang Zhong followed the little fox into the branch, he sensed that this place was fundamentally different from other crevices. It didn't feel like a crevice, but rather like some kind of passage.
With his spiritual probing, he could clearly see long-extinguished oil lamps standing on both sides.
The passage was about five hundred meters long. At the end of the passage, the little fox was crouching, waiting for him. For some reason, its fiery red fur was exceptionally bright at this moment.
As if reflecting light.
With a hint of surprise, Wang Zhong emerged from the tunnel, and the scene before him completely stunned him.
He saw an immensely colossal Nine-Tailed Fox tail, identical to the little fox's, but this Nine-Tailed Fox was not formed of flesh and blood.
It was a network of interwoven rivers of lava flowing down from above, as if drawn by a divine hand with lava as ink, a lifelike existence.
Its appearance was no different from when Wang Zhong had first seen it in his spiritual sea.
Its massive body was crouched, with its forelimbs crossed in front of it. Its huge head rested on its forelimbs, and its nine tails spread out behind it like a screen, exuding beauty and an otherworldly allure.
"A depiction of you drawn with lava."
"Where exactly is this place!"
Wang Zhong's astonishment was undeniable. This place possessed an incomprehensible sense of mystery.
The little fox tilted its head slightly, not understanding Wang Zhong's question. It walked on its own towards the fox's head. If it encountered rivers of lava, it would easily leap over them.
Seeing the little fox moving forward, Wang Zhong, no longer able to contain his shock, hurried to follow.
He had expected the fox's head to be nearby, but this walk lasted for a full hour. The immense lava painting had transformed into flowing rivers of lava.
"It's truly vast!"
Wang Zhong exclaimed as he walked.
The space here, and that lava painting, all indicated the immense size and expanse of this place.