When the Blessed Land World had first been opened up, it had still seemed rather crude, but now it changed drastically once more. The deep-blue skylight seemed to dim the colors of the entire world by quite a bit.
A Blood Sea over a thousand kilometers across filled the world.
In the middle was a stretch of land a hundred kilometers wide.
Only, this land was formed from countless corpse bones, severed limbs, flesh, and Yin earth, breeding boundless baleful qi. Great numbers of evil-ghost-like shadows lurked at the bottom, as though they were holding up a throne.
These were all transformed from artistic conceptions, treasures, and the Five Qi Seed. After being nurtured by the origin of this world, they transformed into reality, but they were only hollow illusions, not true Fierce Souls.
This was something Wang Yu needed to fill in slowly.
Thus, he could reach the realm where truth and falsehood became as one. At the same time, it was also the best way to fuse the four kinds of artistic conception.
A Frost Moon hung forever in the firmament.
It made the temperature of this realm extremely low. The moon transforming to nourish Yin caused all heaven and earth to become a gray, murky expanse. Paired with the deep-blue skylight, it appeared even darker and gloomier.
The five Yin pits that had once manifested in the Five Elements Corpse Market
likewise reappeared upon this hundred-kilometer Corpse Land. At the center stood a Jianmu Sapling covered in black Demonic Patterns. After the Ruins Kun Stomach Pouch was completely refined, it transformed into an invisible barrier.
It clung tightly to the outermost layer of the Blessed Land World.
If Wang Yu intentionally manifested it, he would discover that it was also covered in Demonic Patterns. The abundant Spirit