At that moment, Lu Yang and the others stood on a jutting rock at the foot of Two Realms Mountain.
Below them stretched an endless sea of blood.
The blood sea extended as far as the eye could see, bubbling with foul, nauseating blood.
Islands and reefs dotted the blood sea, home to countless Demonic Beasts.
Most of those islands, as far as the eye could see, were piled high with bones.
Deep in the Abyssal Ground, demonic energy seethed, assaulting the minds of the living at every moment.
Since arriving here, the Soul Suppressing Pearl seemed to have escaped the influence of the divine mountain. Deep within Lu Yang's sea of consciousness, it gave off rings of pale yellow light.
Feeling the Soul Suppressing Pearl's return, Lu Yang felt somewhat more at ease.
Ghostly Creatures ran rampant throughout the Abyssal Ground. Attacks and traps targeting the soul were everywhere.
With the Soul Suppressing Pearl guarding his sea of consciousness, Lu Yang had another layer of protection.
"The scent of the living! Living people!" Countless Demonic Beasts in the blood sea grew excited.
Deep in the Abyssal Ground, demonic miasma hung thick in the air.
Endless Demonic Clouds shrouded the sky, so heavy they seemed to press down on everyone, filling them with an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Demonic Aura was everywhere. Though the group all possessed King level cultivation and each had a Martial Dao Domain, their strength was inevitably suppressed in this blood sea.
Faced with so many Demonic Beasts, even Lu Yang couldn't help feeling a powerful sense of helplessness.
There were simply too many Demonic Beasts. If they fought their way through, even if he could sustain himself by fighting, the other three probably wouldn't be able to hold out.
Yet when Lu Yang glanced around,