Bab 625: The Great World on the Spirit Emperor's Corpse (2)

'Ancient Spirit Race? Spirit Abyss?' Xu Qing's mind stirred. He had heard of the Ancient Spirit Race but he didn't ask right away.

Almost a day had passed from the given seven days. He looked at the old man.

"Do you have information on the abyss?"

"Give them to me. I'll look at them myself."

The old man immediately took out several jade slips. After he passed them to Xu Qing, a pleading expression appeared on his face.

"Please, on account that Ling'er took on your danger for you, you must save her."

Xu Qing looked at Ling'er in the distance. Three life-and-death crises appeared in his memory. He nodded silently and moved to the edge of the altar, facing the abyss. Without any hesitation, he took a step forward.

The icy airflow whistled around him and invaded his entire body. It was as though his body and soul were about to be frozen.