Grabbing onto the face of the cliff tightly, Zhang Xuan slowly climbed his way down the abyss.
There was an unnerving pressure that came from the depths of the abyss that seemed to threaten to swallow him whole, so he did not dare lower his guard.
Proceeding downward, the pendant lying in front of his chest grew hotter and hotter, to the point that he felt like it would meld into him. It was also becoming extremely arduous for him to drive his Heaven's Path zhenqi.
It felt like this abyss was the very antithesis of his cultivation technique.
"Pathos of Heaven!"
Finally, it came to a point where Zhang Xuan was forced to circulate the even purer Pathos of Heaven zhenqi, and the pressure vanished. Heaving a sigh of relief, he continued downward.
Tzzz!
After advancing a little further, he suddenly felt surges of gray energy flowing discreetly into his body.
"So, this is where it came from…"