The land was shattered and cracked, and the space was desolate, devoid of any vitality; what lay before Liang Yi and the others was such a scene of ruin after intense warfare.
It was clear that what had once been precious spirit wood and flowers had now withered away, all vitality lost, turning to ash with a mere touch.
Rubbing the ashes on his hand, Liang Yi looked around. Beyond the obvious devastation, he felt that even the air was somewhat stifling.
The place where they appeared was obviously not a complete world, for there were no stars, no moon, no heavenly vault above, only shrouded in pitch-black darkness. Despite the land's vastness, Liang Yi could faintly sense its boundaries, and even the layer of Astral Wind that would appear near the Void overhead.
"It's like a world that has been shattered..." Su Youyi muttered hesitantly by Liang Yi's side.
