Inside Huantian Ghost Palace was a vast minor world, much like the space within the Heavenly Origin Mirror. Yet compared with the Heavenly Origin Mirror, which had once suffered devastating damage, the minor world within Huantian Ghost Palace was undoubtedly far larger.
The ground was gray, dark, and rotten, constantly bubbling and releasing poisonous fumes. Beneath one's feet lay decayed trees, while a pungent stench permeated the air.
This was the interior of Huantian Ghost Palace. Bone-piercing astral winds continuously blew in from afar, mingled with shrill ghostly wails that made one shudder involuntarily.
This should be the world within Huantian Ghost Palace. Ye Xiwen glanced around, sweeping out his divine sense, but no one had been teleported to the same place as him.
In a place like this, even divine sense could not extend to its limit. It was difficult to say whether it could even reach ten thousand li.
Yet after Ye Xiwen had flown only a few hundred li, he sensed the wisp of Blood Curse planted within him begin to tremble. A strand of divine sense was growing stronger and stronger.
With a quick calculation, Ye Xiwen immediately knew that Blood Refinement must have caught up.
He sneered faintly. Coming here would only mean courting death.
Still, he did not pause. Although he had never been to Huantian Ghost Palace before, the Red-Robed Old Monster had already sent him a map of it. It was not complete, but since the Red-Robed Old Monster had come here several times, most locations had been marked, saving Ye Xiwen from running about like a headless fly.
His most urgent task now was to find the place the Red-Robed Old Monster had mentioned, the place where Illusory Sky Divine Sand could be found.
Once he obtained the Illusory Sky Divine