The Illusory Spirit Swamp, the crystal mine.
The marshy ground looked as if it was boiling, the moss peat has become dry as hot mists rose from it, hardening the mushy soils.
Peculiar roars continued to emit from the deep pit, accompanied by miserable wails.
The blood of multiple muscular serpent-men splattered out of the pit and landed miles away. This was a ghastly sight.
Spirit beasts seemingly built of crystals ripped apart one after another serpent-man within the pit, with their savage red eyes sparkling. Shrieks traveled out of their mouths. These spirit beasts were safeguarding the crystal mine, as if protecting something hidden within the crystals.
A couple of figures soared in from the other side of the sky, swooshing across the air.
Wu Mu came by his sword. He had a grave expression on. Seeing the fountain of blood squirting out of the crystal mine, he couldn't help but emit a deep sigh.
