"Hmm?!"
Xiao Yan's expression froze, and his heart inexplicably tightened. Gu Qinghan beside him noticed his abnormality at once, her brows lifting slightly.
"Xiao Yan, what's wrong?"
".Nothing."
Though Xiao Yan felt somewhat uneasy, he temporarily suppressed it.
After all, this was not the time to be distracted.
Xiao Yan shifted his gaze across the scene before him. The stench of blood lingered endlessly in the air, and even the sky had been dyed crimson. As far as the eye could see, the land beneath their feet was pitch-black, pervaded by deathly energy. Not even the cawing of crows, an omen of misfortune, could be heard. The silence was enough to make one's heart panic.
If someone asked what hell looked like, the sight before them would be the perfect answer.
"Ugh, what a horrible smell!"
Zi Yan pinched her nose in disgust. At that moment, Ancestor Huoyun's aged brows furrowed slightly. He crouched down and lightly grabbed a handful of soil, his deep voice slowly emerging.
"This is not merely soil. It is more like residue left behind after something was completely absorbed."
"Though I would like to ask whether Ancient Dragon Island was originally like this." Xiao Yan glanced sideways at Zhu Li and Zhu Ming, whose expressions were especially grim. "But judging from your faces, there is no need to ask."
Even without looking at Zhu Li and Zhu Ming's expressions, one could tell. If Ancient Dragon Island had always looked like this, they would not have spent all this time yearning to return.
Lei Dong, who had been standing with his arms folded and watching the surroundings, suddenly wrinkled his nose. He glanced at the black earth and said coldly.
"Something is coming out."
Pfft!
The instant Lei Dong's words fell, the black earth before Xiao