Jiang Wei's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly waking him up.
"Understood."
Fang Qingyu nodded slowly, his tone somber.
The two of them stopped talking and continued on their journey in silence.
Several days later, the enormous alloy gate of the Ashen Outpost was in sight.
Fang Qingyu did not immediately merge with the Origin but first found a relatively safe place in the stronghold to treat his wounds and restore his strength.
The process of merging with the Space Origin was no small matter and was bound to be dangerous, so he needed to adjust to his best state.
Two days later, the exit of the "Abyss" once again opened stably.
Fang Qingyu, with Jiang Wei, stepped into the bluish vortex of space along with the crowd.
After the familiar feeling of weightlessness, they were on solid ground.
The refreshing Spiritual Energy unique to the Pocket World Blessed Land flowed into their lungs.
