Gradually, Yang Fei discovered the terrifying side of this Jile World.
This place is indeed opulent and splendid, unmatched both above and below.
Yet Yang Fei realized that since arriving here, he hasn't encountered any life.
Whether it be flowers, grass, trees, or insects, fish, birds, and beasts, none possess life; the entire Jile World is like a silent tomb.
Until now, aside from Yang Fei as the only life form, there is no one else, no other creatures.
The Golden Bird perched on the Bodhi Tree seems to have fallen into a slumber, devoid of any vitality.
Swarms of ants lurk underground, lacking any signs of life.
Everything is entirely devoid of life!
Yang Fei couldn't help but shiver; if this is the so-called Jile World that people long for, Yang Fei would rather this world never existed.
How is this Jile World different from hell?
The overwhelming drowsiness continues to lull Yang Fei.
