Starry Sky Ancient Road, Mountains of Withered Bones!

Xiao Yang took Ning Hongye's hand and stepped forward.

The scene before them was not the distortion and dizziness of traveling through space as they had expected, but an abrupt, instantaneous shift.

A moment ago, they had still been in that ruin of the Eastern Profound Region, permeated by imperial might. The next, they were already standing in a completely different world.

There was no light, no sound, and no life here.

As far as the eye could see, there was only endless, deathly darkness.

A massive, shattered meteorite belt hung silently in the void like a frozen river.

Some of the meteorites were even larger than mountains. Their surfaces were covered in pitted impact craters, telling of an ancient and brutal past.

Floating among those meteorites were even more unsettling things.

There were broken giant war spears, more than a thousand zhang long, with dark-red, long-dried blood still clinging to their shafts.

There were shattered shields as large as small lakes, each pierced clean through by a massive fist mark.

There were also countless weapon fragments whose original forms could no longer be identified, drifting aimlessly like dust in the universe.

Besides weapons, there were bones—bones so enormous they were difficult to imagine.

The ribs of some unknown creature curved like the sky, stretching across the darkness.

A skull larger than a palace floated there, its two hollow eye sockets seeming to silently gaze at every later arrival.

"This... is the Starry Sky Ancient Road?"

A faint, barely perceptible tremor colored Ning Hongye's voice.

She had once been the Female God of Slaughter who held dominion over life and death. She had seen more corpses than many people had eaten meals. Yet even this sight brought her unprecedented shock.

This was no battlefield of mortals. This was a battlefield