When everyone emerged from the spatial formation, they were met by a terrifying gloom.
The sky was gray, and the sea was a dreadful dark gray as well. The air carried a sinister, murky, bloody, and hair-raisingly bizarre stench...
At that moment, Sikong Jing had already landed beside Jun Yibai and the others.
Jun Yiji spoke softly...
"This is the Burial Emperor Sea—the fringe of what Green Leaf Palace calls the Burial Emperor Tomb."
"In the past, only people and living beings above the Spirit Martial Stage could enter the Burial Emperor Sea. Otherwise, even a single breath would turn them into withered bones. But now, it seems only those above the Emperor Martial Stage can set foot here."
Hearing this, Sikong Jing nodded lightly. He had already learned all of this.
"The edge of the Burial Emperor Sea..."
"...is a land of utter death. Now, it seems that aside from those above the Emperor Martial Stage, no other living creatures exist here. Yet even experts of the Super Divine Martial level occasionally go mad without warning and die."
"No one knows what causes it. It may be poisonous gas, the aura of yin spirits, or perhaps some kind of rule-based power."
"They say shattered spatial turbulence flashes into existence without end, killing people outright."
"Here, space is almost entirely turbulent currents. Ordinary people cannot slice through space and can only fly slowly... As for the Supergod Spatial Formation, according to Fire Lockfeng, it can only teleport us partway into the Burial Emperor Sea."
Jun Yiyao followed with an explanation. "We don't even know where we've been teleported to."
At this...
Everyone, including Sikong Jing, looked around them, yet there was nothing but dead silence, without a single landmark.
Suddenly, Fire Lockfeng said, "There's a stretch of land ahead. Let's