After Shen Xiuchan and the other Shen Family juniors were forced to jump into the abyss, they immediately stirred their True Essence Spiritual Power, hoping to stabilize the rapidly falling trend.
This abyss was shrouded in mist, and no one knew how deep it truly was.
If they couldn't slow down their descent, even as cultivators, they would have fallen to their death.
"Not good! Spiritual power cannot be used at all!"
"Same here!"
"Young master!"
"Young Master Xiuchan!"
As the group plummeted, they tried to circulate their spiritual power, only to find that the surrounding mist seemed to have a strange force that tightly suppressed their spiritual power within them, making it immobile!
Shen Xiuchan and Meng Yuntang, above them, also discovered this situation after trying.
However, the two were clearly better off than the other Shen Family juniors, barely managing to force a weak trace of spiritual power outside.
"Yuntang, collect your heart spirit, do not panic."
