Many cultivators had reached the depths of the Abyss; the massive lake stretched as far as the eye could see, yet no one had entered it. Observing the lake seemed prudent as getting here had been perilously difficult, turning everyone into skittish birds.
Lin Feng felt a cold murderous intent envelop him. Following the direction from which it emanated, he saw the robed woman and others; there were still seven of them here, unknown if the rest had perished along the way, a likely possibility.
"Ten Thousand Demon Sect."
Lin Feng slightly raised his eyebrows; this Great Force had set its sights on the Ancient Demon Ring, but he did not possess it. Now that they were enemies, settling this enmity would not be easy.
In another direction, more than a dozen people coldly gazed this way.
