Past Events of the Death River

Ice cold.

Gray and dim.

Deathly still.

When Lin Chen came to his senses again, this was the sight before him.

A gray, dim sky blanketed his entire field of vision. Drifting Black Snow never ceased. The vast, boundless earth was covered in black glaciers; from nearby to the distant horizon, there was nothing at all. Between heaven and earth, it seemed as though only he remained.

Gray, deathly still, desolate... it seemed that no words were enough to describe the world before him, as though it had died.

Even the most optimistic person, upon seeing this scene, would feel helplessness, despair, and a long-forgotten terror surge into their heart.

Because here, they seemed able to see... death.

Lin Chen looked up. The Black Snow filling the sky drifted without end, carrying Spiritual Energy Radiation that caused all things to warp in bizarre distortions, polluting and corroding this land at all times.

As time passed, he even discovered that his body was growing colder and colder. An indescribable chill surged up from the black ice field beneath his feet, and he could vaguely sense decay and distortion filling the air, along with a force of decline and strangeness.

It swept over him, enveloping his entire body and continuously eroding his flesh and soul, causing an unknown transformation within Lin Chen.

Lin Chen only felt as though his entire body had frozen stiff, unable to move. His consciousness was eroded by an icy chill, as though he were about to sleep forever.

Merely coming into contact with this place's aura—even touching it within a dream—was enough to irradiate and distort many cultivators, transforming them into unknown Demonic Beasts!

"Get lost."

Facing this radiation-induced distortion, Lin Chen's gaze turned cold. A semi-transparent, seven-colored stream of light emerged around him, instantly dispersing the