"That's right.
In fact, the members of the face race don't have the ability to enter the Longevity Valley.
Despite them living in this cosmos for a long time, the holy treasure in the Longevity Valley has always been out of their reach,"
a governing god from the wood puppet race explained.
"Even a governing god may never enter this abyss and comes back alive,
and that's why the maternal tree chose you,"
another governing god from the wood puppet race added.
"Okay. I understand now,"
Austin replied, nodding his head slightly.
He had eagerly agreed to complete this task because the maternal tree of the wood puppet race was willing to exchange the holy treasure with the law of life and the mind power, which were the two core inheritances of the wood puppet race.
Without Austin's help, it was too difficult to get the holy treasure.
Even though the wood puppet race and the face race, who were both super forces, tried for many years, they still could not obtain it.
Looking ahead, Austin could see why they had had so much trouble in the past. The huge abyss at his feet was the answer.
Walking closer, Austin used his spiritual sense to examine its contents.
The abyss was so deep that it appeared bottomless, as if it was able to devour any soul that got too close.
It was like a vast, black ocean.
As Austin explored, the gnome, the Eight Stone Saints, and the eight governing gods from the wood puppet race also released their spiritual senses and joined him.
The abyss was opaque,
and even with the help of their spiritual sense, they could see nothing but darkness.
"Back up!
This abyss is strange,"
Austin warned in a loud voice.
Suddenly, a strange wave appeared at the bottom of the abyss, spreading out like ripples.
Both the gnome and the Eight Stone Saints keeled over. They clutched their chests as if their spiritual souls were about to collapse or explode.
Even the eight governing gods from the wood puppet race could not bear it, clutching onto the backs of their necks and bowing their heads.
The aura the abyss gave off was terrifying. It surged all the way from the ground to the sky, enveloping everything in between.
Puff! Puff...
Immediately, the gnome and the Eight Stone Saints bent over, spatting blood on the ground. The pressure on their spiritual souls was so intense that they felt as if they were going to explode.
Seeing this happen, the eight governing gods from the wood puppet race retreated until a great distance had been put between them and the abyss. Their originally green faces had turned as white as paper.
Austin released his powerful spiritual sense to resist the strange fluctuation that was coming from the bottom of the abyss.
In Austin's Soul Sea, four secret weapons of the spiritual soul released a large amount of spiritual soul energy to form a protective layer around his body.
The protective shield crept outwards until it covered the gnome, the Eight Stone Saints, and the eight governing gods from the wood puppet race.
They all immediately sighed. The pressure had gone and they could relax.
"That was so scary. It finally makes sense why the face race could never enter this abyss,"
a governing god from the wood puppet race commented, sighing again to release the lingering fear in his body.
The strange fluctuation that had just occurred was too strong for a governing god to resist.
"Are you guys sure that the holy treasure is in this abyss?"
Austin asked the eight governing gods from the wood puppet race. His face was completely serious.
Austin had powerful strength, but the abyss still had an effect on him. Now he understood why the wood puppet race was so terrified of it.
"Yes. We are sure.
The holy treasure of our race is right under this abyss.
In order to reach it, we must enter this abyss.
But this abyss is too horrifying. If we enter it, I'm afraid we will die!"
The eight governing gods from the wood puppet race nodded in response as horror crossed their faces.
"Really? You said the holy treasure of 'your race' is down there?
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