(Some places in the previous chapter had Lu Yun's name written incorrectly. They have been corrected.)
A huge pig trotter lay within the severed World Section, glowing in the pitch-black darkness.
This was no pig trotter soup simmered by a lady for beauty treatments, nor was it braised pork knuckle. It was an incomparably thick pig leg connected to a trotter, covered in black bristles.
It was dripping with blood, its tendon meat thick and massive. One stomp had crushed a planet, and those dense black pig hairs stood straight like towering black iron pillars.
This was only one corner of the entire scene. Farther away lay the broken black horn of some unknown creature, stretching a full hundred thousand li and streaked with mottled blood.
Farther still, clusters upon clusters of flames burned, all fueled by heavenly bones. No matter how one looked at them, they were mountains of skeletons from above the Curtain Heaven level.
The sight sent a chill through Wang Xuan. There were not even True Immortal Bones here—heavenly bones had been piled into mountains and set ablaze.
Just how many supernatural experts had died here?
Among them were no shortage of shattered bones belonging to Anomalous Beings.
At that moment, as the light of his six-break mind spread over, the area ahead of the World Section was no longer dark. It became hazy, yet everything could be seen.
Pools upon pools of blood had actually transformed into alluring crimson lotus shapes, scattered through the void like specks of starlight. They appeared lush and flourishing, yet were in truth unbearably bleak and tragic.
The red lotuses glowed, becoming rows of lanterns hanging in the air and extending all the way toward the pitch-black opposite shore. That was somewhat terrifying.
There were also buildings in the distance.