Zayden’s consciousness was already on the verge of falling into darkness.
But he could still vaguely hear Devron ordering them to dump his body.
His sight was already blurry, but he could vaguely see the feet of two people approaching him. They lifted his body by his hands and feet.
He already couldn’t tell who was who at this moment.
His consciousness was also constantly drifting in and out.
The only thing that forced him to keep himself from falling unconscious was the burning fury and intense worry inside him.
He wanted to take revenge on these people who had been playing him like a fool.
For taking advantage of his life and then just casually taking it away.
He worried about his family. His father, his mother, and the others.
He worried about his little family, his wife and daughter.
He still had not yet met his daughter directly. His wife was still waiting for him.
He wanted to run to them and warn them about the danger that was coming for them.
At this moment, Zayden’s body had already reached the edge of the abyss. The others who wanted to see him dead kept following until this point.
"Goodbye."
Those were the last words from Devron before Zayden’s body was thrown into the abyss.
The others watched as his body quickly fell into the darkness.
From Zayden’s view, he could see the blurry figures of the ones who had betrayed him.
Although he could no longer see their faces clearly, he could still differentiate their attire.
Especially the prince himself.
’I curse you! I fucking curse you! I will have my revenge even though I’m dead!’
He shouted inside his mind.
As his body kept falling, he could no longer see Devron and the others. The light from the surface was also getting further and further away.
His consciousness was also becoming heavier to hold on to.
He felt like he wanted to sleep. He wanted to close his eyes to get rid of his tiredness. To erase his pain.
He wanted to take a rest and forget all the futility of his life up until this point.
His life that, at this time, had actually benefited others. Benefited the ones who killed him and his family.
But when his consciousness was almost slipping away, he remembered his wife and daughter again.
His beautiful and lovely wife, who had always supported him and never given up through every challenge that came their way.
And his daughter, whom he still had not yet seen directly. From the picture, she had his eyes and hair.
He wanted to see her.
They were still waiting for him to come back.
But now they were in danger. Their lives were in danger!
His spirit ignited once again. He tried to burst his energy from his dantian to hold back the poison that had already reached his heart and spread through most of his body.
He also used his sword intent, which at this moment was something he could depend on.
A sword intent mostly depended on cultivator’s comprehension, with the energy acting as its support.
Although Zayden’s energy was disturbed, his comprehension was still strong.
Despite the power of his sword intent not being as strong as what he could usually unleash, it was enough to slow down the poison from spreading even further. Though he felt excruciating pain as he forced himself beyond his limits.
The poison had already spread to a quarter of his heart and eighty percent of his body.
He felt numbness spreading across his body. He could not move his limbs. It was as if his body had turned into a statue.
Zayden knew that if he could not move his body, he would be done for.
He did not know how deep the abyss was, but regardless of its depth, he would die from the fall in his current condition.
The light from the surface was getting dimmer and dimmer.
Even though the diameter of the abyss was thousands of kilometres, the light from the surface could not reach much deeper into the abyss.
It was as if the depth itself, the darkness itself, had consumed the light.
’I have to move my body. I have to move my body!’
Zayden fought to make his body move.
He forced his consciousness to stay awake and keep a clear head. He gritted his teeth and withstood the pain that he had never felt before.
’Move! Move! Move!’
He roared inside his mind.
He kept forcing his energy to circulate and unleashing his sword intent to its limit.
After a few seconds of desperation, he finally managed to move his feet slightly.
He kept forcing himself to move his feet. After adjusting them slightly, he then, without hesitation, tried to use one of his movement techniques.
Void Step.
His body then propelled forward as he pushed himself with his feet. It was as if his feet had found an invisible foothold to push against, even though he was in midair.
He kept using Void Step repeatedly despite the pain he felt each time he used it.
Every time he forced himself to circulate his energy, he felt as if his meridians were being torn apart.
His body moved horizontally, approaching the central area of the abyss.
Zayden’s intent was to prevent himself from crashing to his death by lessening the impact of his fall through gliding with his movement technique.
He did not know how much longer he would have to keep falling, but he intended to continue using this method until he reached the bottom of the abyss.
This was the only method he could think of.
’Luckily, the poison has not entirely spread to my feet. If it had, I truly wouldn’t be able to do anything.’
Zayden thought.
At this point, most of his surroundings were darkness, but he could still see the light on the surface.
After falling for more than two minutes—
Shrak! Shrak! Shrak!
"Aghh!"
He shouted in pain as he finally reached the bottom of the abyss.
His body kept bouncing across the ground and only stopped after being dragged for hundreds of meters.
"Ughh."
He grunted in pain. His consciousness was becoming blurry again. The pain intensified. He almost fainted, but he continued to hold on.
Blood fell from his forehead and ran over his left eye, forcing him to keep it closed.
’I have... to keep... awake...’
Zayden kept encouraging himself.
’Aria. Mira.’
He kept thinking about his little family, forcing himself to remain awake.
He kept remembering his revenge. He needed to stay alive to make those people pay for their betrayal.
He unleashed his sword intent to its maximum and kept forcing himself to control his energy to prevent the poison from continuing to spread.
If the poison spread throughout his entire heart, dantian, and brain, then he would truly be done for.
There would be nothing he could do at that point other than accept his death.
After a few moments of adjusting himself, he finally managed to bring his body under control again.
He could finally faintly sense his surroundings.
He turned his head and looked to his right side.
Darkness.
He could not see anything at the bottom.
He then looked toward the surface. He could still see the light from above. With the vast mouth of the abyss, there was no way the light from the surface could entirely disappear from his sight.
He then turned to his left side.
Still darkness.
However, the moment he tried to look in the direction above his head, he finally saw the sole light at the bottom of the abyss.
That undying light.
The mysterious light whose mystery had never been solved.
The light appeared to be quite close to Zayden.
He was surprised that the light seemed much bigger now. He did not realize how far he had moved using his movement technique.
It seemed that, without realizing it, he had kept moving toward the mysterious light.
His gaze trembled.
Suddenly, his curiosity rose again.
He had already reached this point and was still alive. He wondered what the mysterious light was.
The light that had drawn countless cultivators since ancient times to come to this place.
’Maybe I could find a treasure that could help me at this moment?’
Even if he could not find something useful for him, at least it would satisfy his curiosity.
But then he felt something strange.
’I have already reached this place, but I don’t feel or find any danger.’
With the disappearance of countless cultivators in this place, he had thought that the bottom, or even the path before reaching the bottom itself, would be filled with something dangerous.
There could be dangerous and unknown powerful spiritual beasts. Or there could be killing formations capable of killing ninth-stage cultivators.
But he did not see any of it.
The fact that he had reached the bottom in his current condition and survived showed how easy it was to reach the bottom.
’But where did those people go?’
That was another question that appeared in his mind.
If they could reach the bottom, then where were they?
Zayden decided to push that question aside for a moment.
His gaze remained fixed on the light.
After thinking for a moment, he then started to move toward the light.
He used one of his feet to move his body.
He dragged his body across the ground and kept approaching the light.
Although each push only brought him forward no more than tens of centimeters, he did not give up.
He kept pushing himself while he was still battling the poison inside his body.
He kept reminding himself of his family and his revenge.
Time kept passing.
He did not know how much time had passed, but he kept moving until he finally saw something.
Something that had become the source of the light.