Anvil Fortress Upper Floor.

Room 76, Zone C.

The narrow space was filled with the scent of rust, sweat, and leftover food.

"Whew..."

A breath carrying faint electrostatic arcs was exhaled slowly, dispersing in the filthy air.

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes, the last hint of purple in his pupils faded, returning to a deep calm.

The mild internal injury from resisting Thunder had mostly healed, and he even felt that his physical body, under the tempering of Thunder, had subtly increased its resistance to Thunder and Thunder True Intent.

"Awake?"

Jiang Wei's voice came from the side.

The young girl had long been awake, sitting with her knees hugged at the corner of the bed, sucking on a new strawberry-flavored lollipop, her clear big eyes appeared exceptionally bright in the dim light.

"Yeah." Fang Qingyu nodded, scanning the small room, "Where are they?"

"Banmeng went to the exchange to replenish supplies, the big guy and young Lu are on guard outside."

Jiang Wei mumbled a reply.

Fang Qingyu rose, stretching his muscles and bones, the joints let out a soft yet powerful popping sound.

He pushed open the iron door as thin as a cardboard, Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan stood like two Gate Gods, guarding the entrance on either side, their eyes warily scanning the hasty figures passing by with glimmering eyes.

"God Fang! How do you feel?"

Chu Kuanglan asked in a booming voice.

"I'm fine." Fang Qingyu replied succinctly, his gaze shifting to the depths of the passage, "Banmeng has returned."

As soon as the words fell.

Wei Banmeng's cool silhouette appeared at the stairway leading from the lower level.

She was carrying several bags made of some tough Life Ghost leather, the bags' surfaces still condensed with a faint frost.

"Got everything."

Wei Banmeng walked into the room, placing the bags on the rust-stained iron table, and opened them.

This time going to the Eternal Silence Abyss is completely different from the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea.

Many things need to be prepared.

Otherwise, the possibility of getting lost inside is very high!

And due to the environmental factors inside.

Encountering people inside is a very common occurrence.

A classic saying.

If I can't beat you, can I not outrun you? It applies very well in the Eternal Silence Abyss.

The items inside immediately attracted everyone's attention, all materials taken from within the "Abyss" or produced in special environments.

Such as the Night Bat Wing Cloak, which has warming and concealing effects, or the Frozen Corpse Ghost Spinal Fluid, which when applied to the skin, can greatly enhance resistance to extreme cold in a short time.

There's also Shadow Vine Root, Light-eating Beetle Shell Powder, Abyssal Fish Bladder Glue, Calming Wood Talisman, etc.

"There are a lot of items, but all are prepared for the environmental traits of the Eternal Silence Abyss and common Life Ghosts." Wei Banmeng's cool voice sounded, "Each person gets a Wing Cloak, a bottle of Spinal Fluid, a portion of Shadow Vine Root and Shell Powder. The Calming Wood Talisman is to be worn close to the body. Check your equipment, we depart in five minutes."

Without unnecessary words, the five quickly distributed the supplies, tying the Wing Cloak, the cold touch instantly isolated the filthy air inside the stronghold.

The faint fresh scent of Calming Wood lingered at the tip of their noses, bringing a rare tranquility.

Just as they finished packing and prepared to leave the room.

Chu Kuanglan sharply glanced down the passage, lowering his voice: "God Fang, Junior Sister Wei, that Lei Pojun is below."

Fang Qingyu didn't halt, merely glancing out through the passage gap.

He saw Lei Pojun's tall figure standing near the entrance of the lower level leading to the residential area, arms crossed, like an iron tower, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally scanning the upper passage.

Beside him, a disciple from the Celestial Spirit Martial Arts Hall leaned in, whispering something.

Moments later, a trace of understanding flashed on Lei Pojun's rugged face, followed by his lips curling into a dismissive arc.

Apparently.

He received the news that Fang Qingyu and his group were heading to the Eternal Silence Abyss.

In his view, this was a sign that they were giving up on competing for the Thunder Source Material.

Fang Qingyu retracted his gaze, his expression unchanging, simply exhaling two words: "Let's go."

The five moved out in single file, no longer looking below, heading straight through the crowded and filthy passage towards the heavy gate opening to the outside storm.

Rumble!

The gate opened, the violent wind and rain once again became the theme of the world.

Leaving the shelter of Anvil Fortress, the five braced against the gale and rain, once more stepping onto the gray Scorched Rock Wilderness.

But this time, the direction they traveled was completely different from the Thunderstorm Cloud Sea.

The sky remained covered with thick lead-gray clouds, yet the clouds' form had changed.

No longer the churning thunderstorm cloud walls, but a low-hanging oppressive state like giant gray lead blocks.

The rainwater remained icy cold.

However, it was without the prickling paralysis of the lightning, replaced by a bone-chilling, moist decay-infused coldness.

In their view, the distant scenery too was strikingly different.

To the left in the sky, the vast tornado they previously saw had moved away, leaving only vague traces.

And the peculiar area of falling snow to the right now appeared clearer.

Massive snowflakes silently fell, merging with the icy rain at an invisible boundary, obliterating, forming a nebulous "snow-rain belt."

The further they walked, the more evident the temperature dropped.

The icy rain pelted the Wing Cloaks, issuing a muffled puffing sound.

The accumulated water below pooled more and more, gradually converging into icy streams, snaking between jagged rocks.

"Watch your step! These waters are very cold, and there might be something in them!"

Lu Jiuyuan's voice resounded in the storm, laced with vigilance.

The long knife in his hand slightly unsheathed, its blade reflecting a chilling gleam.

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