"Go!"
Lin Xuan's face showed not the slightest expression. His right hand slashed down viciously, and with his movement, the fireball naturally fell like a meteor, trailing a long tail of flame as it smashed downward.
Boom!
This time, the explosion was astonishingly violent. Lin Xuan believed that even if there were still some traces nearby he had failed to notice, they would certainly have been destroyed. Afterward, green light surged around his body, and he left the place.
His Escape Light was so swift that after a few flashes, he had vanished without a trace.
At the same time, tens of millions of miles away, a range of Vast Mountains rose and fell, stretching endlessly into no one knew where.
Unlike the mountain ranges commonly seen in the Spirit World, although the surface of these mountains was also lush with all kinds of vegetation, Yin Energy towered into the sky. It was clearly noon, yet the Sun appeared dim to the extreme, and in places where the mountains were high and the forests dense, drifting Ghost Fire could even be seen everywhere.
There was not the slightest trace of human presence. In this gloomy mountain range, let alone cultivators and Mortals, even a single Demonic Beast could not be found. Instead, Zombie Ghosts were visible everywhere, wandering aimlessly through the forests.
Everything before the eye was so strange. Never mind the Spirit World—even in the Demon World, such a scene would not appear. It was as if... as if one stood in the Underworld.
Yes, the Underworld. But of course, this place could not possibly be the Underworld Realm.
Still, it was nothing strange. The Lost Realm had originally been formed during that Ancient War, when a piece had been cleaved off each of the Spirit World, Demon