Two mornings later, everything on the wilderness was shrouded in a thin veil of mist. Only a faint fish-belly white showed in the sky, and the entire wasteland lay in an unsettling silence.
The sight on the distant horizon was astonishing. Demonic clouds surged skyward like raging ocean waves, as though they were about to tear the entire sky apart.
This mass of demonic clouds resembled an enormous mountain range, boundless and towering straight into the heavens, an awe-inspiring sight.
Even more shocking, crimson lightning flashed incessantly within the demonic clouds, like streaks of red lightning slashing across the night sky. Yet strangely, although those bolts were so dazzling, their light could be seen without the slightest sound of thunder.
In truth, the scene had already been quite startling a day ago. A full day had passed, yet the demonic clouds had not changed much. They seemed to have become part of the wilderness's backdrop, standing there forever.
Looking at the distant demonic clouds, Qin He could not help recalling an old saying: "A mountain looks near enough to kill a horse running toward it." At this moment, the saying became vividly real. Though those demonic clouds looked so close, it would actually take several days of travel to reach them.
"Has anyone been to the Demon Abyss?" Qin He asked directly. He had no idea just how terrifying it was inside.
But for the Heavenly Court to set up such a massive formation against it, it was certainly no ordinary danger.
At the very least, even the mighty Lord of Supernatural Phenomena did not seem worthy of such treatment.
"Yes." Da Yajin nodded.
"And then?" Qin He pressed.
"There was no then. Whoever went never came back." Da Yajin spread his hands and added, "Only someone with a screw