Chapter 89 - The Abyss’s Hunger

Darkness clung to the midnight chasm, a void so dense it swallowed sound and smothered light, leaving only the weight of absence. Jagged rock walls, slick with unseen damp, loomed inward, their edges lost to a blackness that breathed like a living thing. The air was thick, a cold that didn't chill but choked, pressing against the lungs with a hunger that gnawed at the mind. Beyond a fracture in the stone, where even shadows seemed to drown, a rift pulsed—an ebon maw that radiated a force so vast it could devour existence itself. The Shadow Abyss, the fifty-second force, had stirred, its boundless void of infinite power a silent vow to swallow Lin Feng's spirit whole.