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"Is this Jialing Pass?"

Ye Guyi's tone carried a hint of surprise. "Why is it completely different from what I imagined..."

The moment they stepped into Jialing Pass, a desolate wasteland stretched before their eyes.

This was a dead, ruined land of despair. Its former splendor and glory had been buried beneath endless darkness and decay, leaving only wreckage behind.

The once impregnable city walls had long since crumbled with the passage of time, rotten beyond recognition, their original appearance nearly impossible to make out.

The faint, drifting purple-black miasma around them shrouded the broken walls and ruins. Ye Guyi could even sense dense resentment and evil within the mist.

Was this really where the Angel God's divine position had shattered?

Why did it look even more evil than an Evil Soul Master's stronghold?

Coupled with that strange energy that seemed capable of corroding all life, even Evil Soul Masters probably would not want to linger here.

At that moment, Ye Guyi's hands and feet turned icy cold, while her body burned with excitement. Her Seraphim Martial Soul stirred restlessly, as though it were about to emerge and purify the evil so close at hand.

Seeing Ye Guyi looking like an agitated kitten, Huo Yuhao blinked, waved away the surrounding miasma, and explained, "Most people believe that Jialing Pass was where the Angel God and Rakshasa God fell. But in truth, during the divine war ten thousand years ago, Bibi Dong died, while Qian Renxue did not. The Angel God's divine position shattered, but the Rakshasa God's divine position remained."

"As the battlefield of three gods' final clash, quite a few people over the past ten thousand years have dreamed of ascending to the heavens in a single step and come here searching for the power left behind by the