Rumbling, the surrounding void trembled intensely. Under this vibration, the deep nether corpse-dissolving water exploded into thousands of feet of towering waves, and the mist surged wildly.
Lu Xiaotian looked back at the distant void. Lightning flickered in his twin eyes as the power of laws operated through the art of the Evil-Wrecking Dragon Eyes, shooting out like two sharp arrows that pierced through layer upon layer of mist and extended endlessly into the distance.
Yet even with Lu Xiaotian's dragon-eye divine ability, his line of sight within this mist barely reached a few hundred miles.
Compared to those powerhouses at the Primordial Spirit realm, this was still an astonishing distance, though placed within this vast ocean formed by the deep nether corpse-dissolving water, it remained negligible.
A massive amount of deep nether corpse-dissolving water splashed into the sky, instantly turning into a torrential rain. The few Golden Immortal-grade powerhouses who had survived until now without finding a foothold—having already consumed a vast amount of energy in the fierce battles before entering Casting Sorrow Mountain—were still struggling barely to support themselves. Encountering this sudden storm, the torrential rain formed by the corrosive corpse-dissolving water became the final straw that crushed this portion of Golden Immortal-grade powerhouses.
Screams rose one after another. Even reaching the Golden Immortal realm, under the condition of massive self-consumption, they could not last long within the deep nether corpse-dissolving water; the moment it touched their bodies, the corrosion began.
In the time it took Lu Xiaotian to pass through the area, he already saw five Golden Immortals or demons successively dragged into the deep nether corpse-dissolving water, their physical bodies corroded bit by bit. There was nowhere to hide beneath this sky-filling torrential rain, and their Primordial Spirits had nowhere to evade. Once the physical body