Several months later, a thousand miles from Blackwind Abyss in the Northern Continent.
Qin He stood in the void, his robes snapping in the wind.
He raised his eyes. At the end of his gaze, an impenetrably dense black canopy blanketed an area spanning tens of thousands of miles.
It was neither dark clouds nor mist, but a chaotic barrier formed by countless Wind Laws intertwining and colliding, forcibly shredding the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Blackwind Abyss, foremost among the forbidden lands of the Northern Continent, truly lived up to its name.
Even from a thousand miles away, Qin He could still clearly sense the frenzied clashes within that chaos—the Wind Blade Law, Rending Law, and Void Wind Law.
Every collision brought a muffled boom that shook heaven and earth. Invisible shockwaves spread outward, gouging fine cracks into space itself, only for them to be filled in an instant by another force of law.
The chaotic laws ran rampant, as though Gods and Devils of the Ancient Era were battling within. It was terrifying beyond measure.
Ordinary Other Shore Realm cultivators would not even need to take half a step into Blackwind Abyss. Merely approaching within this thousand-mile range would see their souls torn apart and their flesh ground to pieces by the leaking Wind Laws.
Only Saints could withstand the outer law impacts with their own laws and barely step into the mouth of the abyss.
As for the depths at the bottom of the abyss, even Saint Realm experts had to proceed with utmost caution. One careless misstep, and they would be swallowed by the chaotic Wind Laws, leaving not even a Remnant Soul behind.
Qin He flexed his fingertips, and the Gold-Black Sourcebirth Law quietly emerged, forming an invisible barrier around him that completely sealed