In the distant secret void realm, boundless darkness shrouded the land, forming a world of its own. It was a place forgotten by the light, and no living creature could survive there.
Coldness, hatred, and all kinds of negative emotions were mixed together, forming a thick black fog that floated in the sky.
There were ravines and cracks on the ground, and the bone-piercing wind blew up, sounding like the wails of ghosts and the shrieks of countless ghosts.
If Ye Xuan was here, he would find that this black fog seemed to be the same as the one he had seen on the Penglai Immortal Beast.
It was as if the evilest power in the world had gathered here, and it was even more powerful than the black Qi from before. As long as one came into contact with it, their consciousness would be immediately eroded and they would become a walking corpse.
"Eh, someone touched my altar."
