Qian Ting held the copper coin in his hand and said with a smile.
The other cultivators came to a realization and hurriedly stopped.
As Lin Xuan's body continuously descended, runes that filled the sky appeared in his surroundings. Every rune seemed to contain the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. With just a glance, Lin Xuan felt countless sounds of the Great Dao echoing in his ears. Terrifying scenes appeared in front of him, making him not dare to look around.
The terrifying pressure below was several times stronger than above, squeezing Lin Xuan's body and twisting.
The collapse of the Rubble Ground made countless rocks fall from above. Not only did Lin Xuan have to resist the pressure, he had to avoid the falling rocks above. If he was not careful, he would be smashed into the lower level of the abyss.
This place was at least ten thousand feet in size. If it really was smashed down, it would probably become a pile of meat paste.