Xiao Yan did not know how long he had been moving forward. When he opened his eyes once more, the environment before him and around his body had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
There was no color to speak of here. The grayish-white, deathly silent void was filled with countless gloomy and oppressive auras, yet a vortex resembling the mouth of an evil behemoth still surged here.
This thing was shockingly a miniature version of the external Mouth of Nether Abyss!
Scanning this void, a trace of horror and unease permeated Xiao Yan's heart.
This place was littered with corpses.
No, to be more precise, this place was a mountain of corpses. Countless cold and rotting corpses were placed here without any pattern, casually piled up by someone into hundreds of corpse mountains exceeding a hundred meters.
The number of corpses likely reached the millions, and blood flowed everywhere, actually slowly converging into a blood-red river hundreds of meters long!
The blood river contained monstrous resentment and a desolate deathly aura, appearing to connect directly to the evil giant mouth above this void, as if conveying endless evil energy to it.
Broken remains and horrifying bones could be seen everywhere.
The heaven-soaring deathly aura and gloomy resentment were almost viscous to the point of substantiality, twisting the void and shaking Xiao Yan's soul, leaving him unsettled for a long time.
Scenery like this even surpassed all events Xiao Yan had previously known!
Realm Lord Xuan Ming, in order to summon the Mouth of Nether Abyss, had dragged Ghost Realm experts into the Netherworld so as to refine them into his loyal subordinates. No matter what, not a single person knew how many living beings he had actually obliterated.
This scene looked like a true hell on earth.
"Could the evil giant