Rising and falling, shadowy and sinking.
The world is shrouded in darkness, hard to discern direction.
Suddenly, a point of light flickers.
The creatures that had been wandering for so long were drawn to it, instinctively moving closer.
Yet what welcomed them was the fierce sword light erupting from fingertips.
After casually slaying these insignificant little ghosts, Luo Chen cautiously emerged from the Elixir Saint's Blessed Land.
At the moment he saw the outer world's scenery, he was stunned.
He lifted his head to look at the sky, lowered his head to gaze at the ground, feeling as if ages had passed.
"Am I still in the Mingyuan Sacred Land?"
All he saw was a vast expanse of Black Water, reminiscent of returning to the Oblivion Sea.
But compared to the overwhelmingly heavy waters of the Oblivion Sea, the Black Water here gave him a sense of chaos and bewilderment.
Suddenly.
