Indeed, one step remained.
Wang Xiu's gaze fell upon the ruins of Initial Demon City, where an eerie light emanated from a faintly visible space-time vortex that flickered in and out of existence. To an inattentive eye, it could easily be mistaken for an illusion. That was the passage between the Cangyuan Realm and the Abyss Demon Realm, located directly beneath Initial Demon City.
When Initial Demon City was crippled long ago, the passage had been severed. The Demon Race, clearly unwilling to accept this, had been trying to repair both the city and the passage for years. They had made some progress, which was why the entrance to the ethereal passage was now visible.
"We must completely seal that passage before this is truly over!" Luo Binglan said, her eyes fixed on the vortex. She suddenly turned to Wang Xiu, her voice laced with concern. "Can you still hold on?"
Wang Xiu smiled. "No problem!"
