The moment Xiao Yang's body passed through that Golden Light Screen.
An ancient, desolate, deathly aura surged toward him, beyond the power of words to describe!
The scene before his eyes changed completely in an instant.
There was none of the Immortal Qi and Jade Palaces and Towers he had imagined,
nor the birdsong, fragrant flowers, and harmonious resonance of the Great Dao he had expected.
All that lay before him was an endless expanse of Dark Red Earth!
The sky was a murky gray.
There was no sun, no moon, and no stars.
Only streams of Gray Airflow drifted about like ghosts.
They were the boundless resentment and ill omens formed from the countless fallen immortals, gods, demons, and fiends!
Not a blade of grass grew on the earth.
Broken weapons, enormous skeletons, and long-dried dark bloodstains littered the ground.
One after another, grand palaces lay toppled, reduced to broken walls and ruins. Like the corpses of giant beasts, they rested silently upon this deathly land.
Now and then, he spotted chasms and ravines so vast they defied imagination.
They were Eternal Scars, carved into the land by a single strike from a Supreme Expert at the Immortal Emperor level during that ultimate battle!
The entire world was steeped in an overwhelming aura of Iron Blood and slaughter!
This was the Immortal Demon Battlefield!
An Ultimate Tomb that had buried the countless glories and honors of the previous era!
"Cough, cough..."
Xiao Yang dropped to one knee and coughed violently several times.
His lungs felt as if they were on fire, burning with sharp pain.
The air here was filled with savage Slaughter Factors and the resentment of immortals and demons.
An ordinary person would have all their Life Force snatched away in an instant by just one breath,