In a Minor Chiliocosm at the edge of the world that had suddenly become lively in nearly a hundred years, there were streams of light everywhere. Immortals came and went like the wind. There was also an island filled with stalls that sold easy goods. If not for the thin spiritual energy there, they would have thought that this was a famous town.
The only thing that made this place special was the pitch-black cave entrance that appeared in the southern sky and the vast desert that was dyed black.
Black smoke billowed there. The fog enveloped everywhere. From time to time, one could see the immortal light flashing and the terrifying black shadows illuminated by the immortal light.
Clearly, this was the latest invasion of the Chaos Black Beast.
