Chapter 1447: Final Danger
Suddenly, a sticky sensation so cloying it was almost suffocating rapidly spread from Wang Xian's feet through his entire body.
He instinctively looked down, and his pupils contracted sharply. It was as though an invisible hand had seized his heart in a crushing grip.
There was no solid ground beneath his feet at all. It was clearly an endless expanse of bloody mud. Thick, dark-red liquid glimmered eerily under the faint light. It was a horrifying substance formed from countless masses of flesh and blood, giving off a nauseating stench as though recounting past misery and despair.
Countless Vengeful Souls seemed to be struggling and roaring within the bloody mud, trying to break free from their endless suffering.
Suppressing the churning discomfort within him, Wang Xian slowly crouched down and attempted to carefully investigate the origin of the bloody mud.
Wang Xian slowly extended his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly. The instant his fingers touched the bloody mud, a powerful and complex wave of emotions surged into his mind like a raging tide, like floodwaters bursting through a dam and completely drowning his consciousness.
In an instant, countless chaotic voices exploded beside Wang Xian's ears.
Howls, weeping, and desperate cries intertwined into a sorrowful song of despair.
Before Wang Xian's eyes appeared the tragic scene of the End of the Epoch, as though he himself stood within that war-torn era where all living beings suffered.
The Anomaly Race had emerged in full force. Their figures flitted like ghosts among the various races, leaving behind bloody storm and devastation wherever they went.
The Anomaly Race had twisted forms, and eerie green light radiated from their bodies. Every swing of their limbs was accompanied by the death of innocent lives.
Their claws were sharp as blades, easily tearing