The reason was simple; he had no other methods at this moment.

Being in a sea as dark as the abyss, no matter how he searched or looked, it was all a blur with a maddening feeling in his heart.

Since that was the case, he might as well follow the method suggested by the voice to find a way to break through.

Qin An did not hesitate at all, plunging his consciousness into this stagnant sea.

A massive whirlpool appeared in the ocean, and he was getting closer to the depths of the sea.

His descent was extremely rapid, and with every distance he sank, the spiritual power grew stronger.

Qin An could even feel as if he might extinguish his own consciousness under the influence of this spiritual power and become a mere drop in this vast ocean.

At this moment, a new force suddenly appeared, like the light of dawn.

The moment this force emerged, the originally oppressive spiritual power was partially dispelled.

Qin An knew, this was the remnant soul of the Sage at work.

He wasted no words, fearing any delay might bring change, and hastened his descent.

With the motion of sinking, the erosion of spiritual power became increasingly intense.

Even with the Sage’s intervention, he still felt his consciousness becoming more and more blurred.

The spiritual power was terrifying, as if trying to drag him into endless oblivion.

It was at this point that Qin An finally discovered an anomaly.

In the depths of the ocean, amidst the originally merciless and terrifying darkness, a light orb appeared.

The light orb was small, only the size of a fist, but in Qin An’s eyes, it was of extraordinary significance, as if it was a beacon in the darkness.

The light orb was far away from him, yet as Qin An continued to descend, it was rapidly enlarging at a visible speed.

Qin An grit his teeth, gathering all his strength to resist the encroachment of spiritual power.

Now, he was getting closer to the light orb, which had become person-sized.

At this moment, Qin An’s eyes already bore a hint of dullness, feeling the spiritual power had reached its peak and he was in an extremely dangerous environment.

A slight mistake and he would be completely eroded by the spiritual power, turning into a puppet devoid of consciousness.

Qin An took a deep breath and continued his descent without thinking.

The point of no return was reached, with no time to think.

No matter the danger, he had to move forward.

As long as he could seize this last opportunity to approach the light orb, he would be able to fully master the Annihilation Divine Spear.

The terrifying spiritual power had already been magnified to the extreme, and Qin An could feel he had reached his ultimate limit.

Ten meters, nine meters, five meters, one meter!

At the end of the spiritual power, the light orb was less than a meter away from him.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to grasp the light orb, his fingers trembling violently as if they would fall apart at any moment.

As Qin An gritted his teeth, exerting all his strength to touch the pinnacle of this spiritual power, the light orb seemed to respond, spreading over his entire body through his fingers.

He could actually feel a terrifying spear appearing before his eyes, and this gigantic spear seemed to have become a part of his body at any moment under his control.

At this moment, the voice rang out again.

"Finally succeeded! That’s it, my lord! I congratulate you, Savior, on completing the most important part of the plan and buying us quite a bit of time."

"Buying time? Why?" Qin An silently asked in his heart.

The voice had become extremely weak: "The destroyed channel can be rebuilt, only some parts could be destroyed after all. Savior, I have fulfilled my duty, now it’s up to you to reverse the situation... farewell."

As the last sentence was spoken, the voice completely vanished, never to be heard again.

Qin An knew that the last remnant soul had served its purpose and would never appear again.

He took a deep breath, his gaze piercing through the vast, dark sea as if he could see through everything.

Nothing here could confine him any longer, and he could leave with just a thought.

"They must be anxious by now, it’s time to get out."

Thinking of this, he did not pause any longer, and as his mind moved, the surrounding sea began to gradually dissolve away.

...

Outside, Zhou Wuming coughed up blood, looking at the rift in the void, a grim smile on his face.

At this moment, the power of imprisonment from the depths of the crack had completely disappeared, and a phantom slowly emerged outside the crack.

As this phantom emerged, its gaze swept over Zhou Wuming and the others.

Zhou Wuming and the others were struck as if by lightning, collapsing to their knees, feeling their bodies tremble violently, with a despairing emotion frantically struggling in their hearts.

They had done their best to trap the Celestial Demon Envoy in the fissure.

But up to now, they were still failing.

No matter how hard they tried, it was destined for failure.

And now the Celestial Demon Envoy had emerged from the fissure.

The Celestial Demon Envoy’s gaze swept over Zhou Wuming and the others, shaking his head slightly: "You are indeed so loyal, but what is the point? When Lord Celestial Demon descended, it was a foregone conclusion, but you insisted on defying him, leading to so many twists and turns in this world, and you have been imprisoned for countless years. Isn’t that painful?"

Zhou Wuming sneered: "If we don’t resist, only death awaits us. Then why not resist? It is better than being destroyed by the so-called Heavenly Demon."

The Celestial Demon Envoy shook his head slightly: "No, there is another way, which is to become one of Lord Celestial Demon’s capable minions, thus escaping the threat of death."

"Shut up!" Zhou Wuming sneered, "Becoming a lackey, destroying our loved ones, and then destroying the world that birthed and raised us, is that what you traitors want to do?"

"How is this different from being a lackey? We were once at the pinnacle of this world, how could we become lackeys?"

The Celestial Demon Envoy’s gaze suddenly grew cold: "It’s been a long time since anyone called me a lackey. Ever since I became an envoy under Lord Celestial Demon, they all respectfully call me lord."

"You remind me of many unpleasant things. I shall punish you!"

As the last word was spoken, the Celestial Demon Envoy waved his sleeve, and terrifying pressure swept over like an avalanche.

Zhou Wuming and the others immediately collapsed to the ground, feeling that even a finger couldn’t move.

The Celestial Demon Envoy snorted: "Do you submit now?"

Zhou Wuming laughed heartily: "Submit? We have never submitted to you! It’s just death, so come, kill us if you dare! After we die, someone will avenge us!"

The Celestial Demon Envoy said indifferently: "Oh, in that case, I will deeply torture you to death, starting with you. I will crush your limbs bit by bit, then use Secret Technique to reassemble your limbs, crushing them thousands upon thousands of times!"

Zhou Wuming spread his arms: "Come! If I utter the word ’fear’ or cry out ’ache,’ then I am no longer the leader of the Celestial Cloud Forbidden Land!"

The Celestial Demon Envoy remained silent; he intended to let Zhou Wuming properly savor the taste of pain.

But just at this moment, a terrifying pressure erupted from the Celestial Cloud Pool.

The previously proud Celestial Demon Envoy suddenly raised his head, face full of disbelief.

While Zhou Wuming’s face was filled with joy.

"Hahaha, you’re doomed! You’re really doomed! Mr. Qin has finally mastered the Annihilation Divine Spear, and you’ll die a terrible death!"

The Celestial Demon Envoy did not respond, but slowly surveyed the front.

In the misty water a figure slowly approached.

Qin An, holding a spear, carried part of it on his shoulder, his gaze sweeping over the Celestial Demon Envoy with a slight smile on his lips: "You really came here, it seems that today you are truly going to die here."