Death Swamp was a place known to all.
Ye Tianyi quickly arrived at the entrance to Death Swamp!
This place was shrouded in darkness.
Outside, the skies were clear and stretched for miles, but when he was about to step into the bounds of Death Swamp, the sky above him became completely dim.
The air around him carried a sense of sorrow and resentment.
Perhaps death felt like this as well.
Perhaps the word "death" in Death Swamp did not merely mean that this place was very dangerous.
Arriving here gave Ye Tianyi the same feeling he had had when he was about to enter the Netherworld.
Ahead lay a canyon.
The ground was littered with the bones of various demon beasts and animals.
Ye Tianyi walked into the dark canyon.
Caw, caw—
The crows on either side cried out and flew away at Ye Tianyi's arrival.
As he walked, white mist began to surround him.
It was impossible to tell what this mist actually was.
Perhaps it was merely ordinary fog. Ye Tianyi indeed did not sense much danger from it.
However, the mist did obstruct one's vision.
Before long, Ye Tianyi passed through the canyon.
Ahead stood an enormous stone stele.
The words "Death Swamp" had been carved into it by someone unknown.
However, after being weathered by countless years, the stele had become battered and scarred.
There were even dried marks on it that looked as though they might have been splashed with fresh blood.
Before him was a scene steeped in darkness.
There were trees and grass, but no green.
Everything before him was enveloped in mist.
"It seems that the deeper one goes, the thicker this mist becomes. Yinyin said that although this mist won't stop martial artists from flying, it can prevent them from