With that, he was the first to step through the gateway.
Seeing this, the Eastern Divine Palace disciples exchanged glances, suppressing the unease and curiosity in their hearts as they followed Hua Qiang inside in single file.
The moment they stepped through the gateway, an intense dizziness struck them, as though space itself had twisted and carried them through.
The disciples felt the world spin around them. Howling wind rang in their ears, and their bodies seemed to lose control as they drifted through the air.
The sensation lasted only a moment before abruptly vanishing.
When everyone regained their footing and opened their eyes, the sight before them made their scalps tingle, and their bodies began trembling uncontrollably.
They stood amid a vast, boundless ruin steeped in deathly aura. The ground was littered with shattered remnants of buildings, broken weapons, and withered bones. The air was thick with deathly aura and the stench of blood, enough to make one retch.
The distant sky was gray and gloomy, without the faintest trace of sunlight. The entire world exuded an air of dead silence and desolation.
At the end of the ruins—and everywhere their eyes could reach—densely packed Devil Race monsters blanketed the heavens and earth, glaring at them like tigers watching their prey.
These Devil Race monsters came in all shapes and forms. Some were the size of calves, with three eyes and massive axes in their hands.
Some had human bodies and Snake Tails, their scales gleaming as they flicked their tongues.
Some had wings growing from their backs, hook-like claws, and ferocious eyes.
They were countless, surging like a tide and radiating dense Killing Intent and the stench of blood. That crushing numerical advantage instantly plunged the Eastern Divine Palace disciples into terror.
"Th-There are too many of them,