The Styx River was shrinking.
At a rate visible to the naked eye, it was shrinking crazily.
The vast river churned with deathly energy, continuously siphoned away by an invisible force. The entire Styx River was like a giant beast with its throat gripped, its water level plummeting as it struggled in its death throes.
On both banks, vast stretches of dry riverbed were exposed. Countless stark-white bones lay embedded in the pitch-black silt, layer upon layer, densely packed, a horrifying sight.
Within Wang Xuan's Inner World, a great river formed from dense life essence wound its way onward, its emerald energy radiating vigorous vitality.
More than a dozen Life Springs gurgled with essence. They were the creation born from the transformation of enormous quantities of deathly energy through the Inner World, each one a treasure worth fighting over even for saints.
No matter how vast the Styx River was, it could not withstand the extraction of an entire world.
When the final wisp of murky river water was devoured, the entire Styx River dried up completely. The deathly energy lingering over the exposed riverbed had become so thin it was almost imperceptible, leaving only a desolate scene of devastation.
"Let's go."
Wang Xuan withdrew his hand and turned toward the silent Ancient Well in the distance, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
"Let's see what exactly is hidden in the Ancient Well."
Fairy Guye walked beside him. The two stepped across the cracked riverbed, making their way toward the Ancient Well step by step. She glanced back at the empty river channel behind them, complicated emotions stirring within her.
An entire Styx River had been drained just like that.
Just how formidable were this man's methods?
Rumble!
The heavens and earth trembled in the distance behind them.
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