"The Ruins Sea has arrived."
Yan Chuan held the Thousand-mile Mirror, observing the Ruins Sea from a thousand miles away.
However, even from a thousand miles away, he still couldn't fully see the Ruins Sea; it was too vast, too chaotic, with remnants of worlds floating in the chaos, exuding an utmost sense of desolation mixed with boundless evil energy, making one feel oppressive and heavy even with a glance from afar.
"The 'Ruins Sea' itself is a sea formed from fragments of the Ten Thousand Worlds, where all living creatures on these fragments have perished, including many powerful beings who have long nurtured countless Yin Qi and evil energy."
"Later, millions of divine warriors from the Sixth Battlefield came here to seek treasure, with daily casualties reaching tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, and high-rank divine generals dying in droves."
Countless strong warriors have fallen, and naturally the evil energy is astonishing.
"Let's go!"
