The moment Qin Chuan entered the Ashen Wasteland, an indescribable heaviness enveloped him.
The air seemed to have turned into thin sludge. Every breath met with resistance and brought a nauseating stench of rust and rot.
Qin Chuan sat on the dragon's back, his brow slightly furrowed.
Power from the Shadow Domain poured out of him like a tide, forming a thin, shifting barrier of darkness around his body. It kept the Chaotic Laws from seeping in and eroding him.
Yet even through that barrier, he could feel how violent and lawless they were. They probed and battered the Shadow Domain's defenses like countless tiny needles.
"The laws here... have been completely twisted."
The thought crossed Qin Chuan's mind.
This was more than chaotic energy. The rules themselves had broken down.
Time and space were no longer stable here, while light and darkness had lost their usual boundaries.
Even his senses were slightly disrupted. It was like looking at the world through a funhouse mirror: everything appeared warped and distorted.
Scripps had it worse.
His massive dragon body was visibly stiff, and his wings beat more slowly.
As a Shadow Demon Dragon, he had some resistance to Chaos Energy, but the chaos here had clearly exceeded what he could bear.
Dense Shadow Energy swirled around him, resisting the erosion from outside, but his crimson eyes betrayed a trace of agitation and unease.
"Shadow Lord... something is very wrong here!" Scripps spoke with obvious difficulty. "My power... is being suppressed and... tainted by this place!"
"Stay alert. Keep your power contained, and don't let the surroundings affect you."
Qin Chuan's calm voice carried a reassuring strength. At the same time, he expanded the Shadow Domain to ease the pressure on Scripps.
His keen gaze swept across the strange land.
Gray-white dead