High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

The watch was completely ruined, so Shen Chang'an simply stopped caring about it.

Anyway, the high-calorie military rations and drinking water stored in his spatial ring were enough for him to eat for ten days to half a month, so he simply calmed down, picked up his spear with one hand, and began to explore this unknown world aimlessly.

As we walked along, the desolate wasteland was deathly silent.

Although he did not encounter any monsters, Shen Chang'an discovered a large number of shocking traces along the way.

Giant meteorite craters hundreds of meters in diameter or terrifying claw marks tens of meters deep appear on the ground from time to time. On some black rocky mountains, there are even remnants of glass crystals that were melted and re-solidified by extreme heat.

"Judging from the degree of weathering... it must have been left a long time ago."

Shen Chang'an squatted down, touched a claw mark that was somewhat blurred by the wind and sand, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"It seems that a fierce battle took place here before, and the person who made the move was definitely of a terrifyingly high level."

He stood up and continued walking forward.

He walked for an unknown distance, and when he crossed a towering black stone mountain, the sight before him instantly froze him in place.

What appeared before him was a massive canyon stretching between heaven and earth!

This canyon was truly breathtaking. Standing at the edge and looking down, you couldn't see the bottom at all; all you could see was the swirling gray mist. What truly shook Shen Chang'an was the sheer cliffs on both sides of the canyon. The rock walls weren't naturally weathered and fractured; they were as smooth as a mirror, and even on the surface of the fault lines, there was a faint, sharp edge that seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth in two!

This is not a natural rift valley at all.

"This was... cleaved open by a single sword strike?!"

What kind of terrifying being could wield such a peerless sword that could cleave the earth?

He was deeply attracted by the lingering sword intent, and he ran wildly forward along the edge of the abyss-like sword-marked canyon.

After running for more than ten miles, the canyon ahead was still straight as a line, with no end in sight.

"How long is it exactly...?"

He didn't stop. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and tirelessly walked in the direction of the sword marks.

After countless days and nights, Shen Chang'an traversed a distance of nearly two hundred kilometers and finally arrived at the end of the sword mark.

This is the end of that sword strike, where the sword finally broke free of its full force.

The canyon narrows here, forming a huge basin.

In the center of the basin, the dense, almost impenetrable abyssal demonic energy churned like a solidified black lake. The concentration of demonic energy here was more than ten times higher than outside!

"Since we can't get out, and there are no monsters bothering us here..."

Shen Chang'an's eyes gradually brightened as he looked down at the massive amount of abyssal demonic energy. He found a relatively flat stone platform to sit on and stuck his spear to the side.

"Why not stay here and cultivate in seclusion for a while? Once my injuries are fully healed and my strength has improved further, I can then find a way to exit."

......

On the mahogany desk in the study of Beverly Hills Manor, a newly opened letter lay quietly.

Zhao Haitang, dressed in black silk loungewear, leaned back in a large leather chair.

The atmosphere in the study was terrifyingly tense.

"Have you found out anything about the entrance to the Abyss Rift?"

The old butler, standing before the table, bowed slightly and reported gravely, "Young Miss, the people we sent have investigated. The garrison commander at the entrance confirmed that Shen Chang'an went in and has not come out since."

The butler paused, then continued, "Our people followed his last reported route and ventured about ten kilometers into the area to investigate. There, they discovered signs of a fierce battle, remnants of a sixth-realm spell explosion, and traces of a large-scale riot by high-level demons. But... they couldn't find Shen Chang'an. Under these circumstances, he's probably doomed."

After listening, Zhao Haitang lowered her eyelids slightly and nodded gently.

"Wait three more days."

Zhao Haitang's fingers tapped lightly on the mahogany table.

"If he hasn't come out of the crack after three days, then it's almost certain he's dead."

Then she raised her eyes.

"The people who assigned us, keep a close eye on the second brother."

"Since he likes to play these tricks, then we'll play along. Find a suitable opportunity to cut off a few of his key henchmen and businesses."

The old butler hesitated before raising his head: "Young Miss, all the branches of the family are watching us. If we make a big fuss now and kill the Second Young Master's men, what if the head of the family holds us accountable..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Haitang's eyes were full of indifference.

"The Zhao family's rule is that as long as there's no fratricide, who cares about the lives of their subordinates?"

"As long as I don't chop off Zhao Ye's head, the old man won't say a word. Go do it."

.....

three days later.

On a bench by the artificial lake at Shanghai University.

Bai Yin listlessly tugged at the leaves in her hand, her once lively face now filled with worry. She turned to look at Li Xiwan beside her, who was equally uneasy, and sighed, "Xiwan, where did our boss go? It's been three whole days. He doesn't reply to messages, and his phone is out of service. Even when he's busy, he's never been completely out of contact for this long."

Li Xiwan gripped her phone tightly: "I don't know either... Chang'an only said to go check the crevice. Could it be that he's encountered some trouble?"

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from not far away.

The two looked up and saw Ji Lin walking quickly towards them. His face was terribly gloomy, completely devoid of his usual dashing demeanor.

"Ji Lin, have you found out? Where did the boss go?"

Bai Yin quickly stood up and went to greet him.

Looking at the expectant yet anxious eyes of the two, Ji Lin swallowed hard, his voice slightly hoarse: "I found it. I checked the entry and exit records in the Zhenye Division's internal system. He... entered the abyss rift off the East Sea coast of Shanghai three days ago and hasn't come out since."

"What?!"

"It's been three days... Has he been inside the whole time?"

Baiyin's voice was trembling.

Ji Lin forced a reassuring smile and patted Bai Yin's shoulder: "Don't scare yourself, don't panic. He's so strong, maybe he just got lost inside, or something delayed him. The school and the Zhenye Division have already sent an exploration team in to investigate. Wait two more days, maybe we'll have good news in a couple of days."