God and Devil Cemetery

The cemetery lay in the central region of Tian Yuan Continent in the Human Realm. Besides the strongest humans of every age and the foremost cultivators among other races, every other grave held an ancient god or demon. This was their resting place.

Lush green grass carpeted the cemetery, and fragrant flowers bloomed throughout. If not for the forests of gravestones, it could have been called a garden. Tall Snow Maple Trees stood around its perimeter, found only here and said to have formed from the spiritual essence of the departed.

The Snow Maple Trees' emerald branches and leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as though recalling their former glory. Their flawless white petals drifted slowly through the air like snowflakes. They were the tears of the gods, seeming to speak of sorrows long past.

The cemetery presented utterly opposite scenes by day and by night.

During the day, immortal aura permeated the place, and holy radiance bathed every inch of the cemetery. One could see all kinds of deities formed from the undying, powerful Divine Sense of ancient times. Western angels danced, Eastern fairies sang, and the entire cemetery was steeped in a sacred atmosphere. If it was a paradise of gods by day, then at night it became a pure land for demons.

Whenever the sun set and night descended, dark demonic aura surged wildly from the graves, dimming the stars and moon and leaving heaven and earth bleak. Illusory images of legendary fiendish gods and shadows of demons rampaged through the cemetery, while the shrill howls of ancient Evil Spirits made one's scalp tingle.

Fang Xuan's figure appeared out of thin air over the empty ground. As he walked, he took in the beautiful scenery.

It was daytime. Angels danced in the void, fairies sang, and one