Soul Abyss lay in the southeastern reaches of the Nether Mountain Range, within the sphere of the Celestial Tribunal’s authority.

It was a long, narrow gorge. Cliffs rose on both sides until they disappeared into the clouds, while dense fog blanketed the valley floor year-round, completely shutting out the sun.

All kinds of spiritual plants thrived there, making it one of the rare treasure troves of spirit herbs in the Fifteenth Firmament of the celestial realm.

The Celestial Tribunal had stationed heavy forces around it and sealed Soul Abyss tight. Only core members of the Tribunal were allowed inside.

Jared and Gwendolyn landed about a hundred miles away.

“Wait here,” Jared said.

Gwendolyn frowned. “You’re leaving me here by myself again?”