Luan Kong closed his eyes, but took out a massive flying boat, allowing the Demon Clan to proceed smoothly to the bottom of the Heavenly Cutting Abyss.
"Great Saint, what's beneath the Heavenly Cutting Abyss?" A fledgling Luan bird suddenly approached Luan Kong, asking in a tender voice.
Luan Kong slightly opened his eyes, seeing the little fellow in front of him, recalling how this little one always clung to him, as if full of endless questions in ordinary days.
But now, the little one is going to the Heavenly Cutting Abyss as well.
"I don't know. Some say there's a wasteland below, others say it's a dead end, but those who ventured down there never returned."
The little Luan bird suddenly smiled: "Then I'll go take a look, and when I return, I'll tell the Great Saint what's really down there."
His words softened Luan Kong's heart; even Jiang Wuyue and others felt a pang of reluctance.
