The light curtain was filled with countless profound runes, each one radiating terrifying power.
This power was enough to suppress and kill Earthly Sovereigns as easily as ants.
However, this spiritual array was not much of a threat to Lu Yunxiao.
After all, he was also a Grandmaster of Array Dao—and a Saint-grade Grandmaster of Array Dao, a rarity in the world.
In terms of attainments in spiritual arrays, he could be said to stand unrivaled throughout the Great Thousand World.
Lu Yunxiao merely drew his hand through the air, and a crack roughly ten feet wide slowly tore open in the towering curtain of light.
Forcibly opening a spiritual array without affecting its operation—this was Lu Yunxiao's current strength.
"Let's go!"
Lu Yunxiao stepped into the crack and vanished.
Queen Medusa and the others hurriedly followed after him.
The moment they stepped through the crack, the first thing that met their eyes was a land as crimson as blood.
The earth stretched toward the horizon, looking from afar like a vast scarlet sea of blood.
The crimson ground carried a strange, sinister aura. This color had not been painted by nature, but stained by genuine blood.
Moreover, that blood must have belonged to an extraordinarily powerful being. Otherwise, even after tens of thousands of years, it would not have remained so vivid.
Just the sight of it sent an indescribable chill through them.
The entire land was like a demon, evil and savage.
Lu Yunxiao and the others stood suspended in the air, each studying the land with differing expressions as their brows gradually furrowed.
For it was not only the ground. Even the sky above was utterly different from that outside.
Powerful auras drifted through the heavens, emanating from beings who had once been immensely powerful.
Though they