Cursed Death Realm.
A place filled with death and curses.
The air was shrouded in a layer of haze that could not be dispelled, and the air was suffocating.
There was no life force, let alone any life.
Here, the haze of death made life even more fragile unless one mastered the heavenly path of death.
Wang Ye followed the Spirit race army as if he was walking on flat ground. His expression didn't change at all.
In contrast, Saber King Ancient needed to consume energy to resist the corrosion of the haze of death, and he needed to concentrate his willpower to deal with the curses that would appear at any time.
This was a realm of death that could even devour Supremes.
At the same time, it was an entrance to the land of opportunity.
Although he didn't know how to enter the land of opportunity, Wang Ye wasn't worried.
Spiritual Princess Ling Qi knew.
