The moon above shone brightly, its radiance like gossamer.
Behind him lay ruins, withered grass and desolation that seeped into one's soul.
Visitors from various lands, all engulfed in a haze of confusion.
Lin Yan glanced back, then lifted his head to gaze at the moon and thought, "Just waiting for the sun and moon to rise together?"
Lv Tang followed at his side, whispering, "Something's not right, I feel a bit hot."
Lin Yan slightly closed his eyes, then quickly opened them and whispered, "There's a strange aura all around, pervasive, entering the viscera with every breath..."
Lv Tang's face changed dramatically, and he immediately held his breath, not daring to breathe.
But he saw a man with a severed arm ahead, who was constantly taking deep breaths.
He turned his head and said, "Why aren't you breathing? This might be the only pure spiritual energy left between heaven and earth..."
"Pure spiritual energy?"
