Within the Ghost Mist.
A hidden, sealed world.
Massive, radiant stars hung in the void above, enduring since time immemorial.
In the world below, enormous tracts of land drifted one after another.
This world was distinctly divided into two parts, one above and one below.
This was the Ruins Domain.
Having entered through the Boundary Wall, Pang Jian wore the Demon Heaven Robe, stood upon a miniature Thunder Pool, and held Fire Thorn's Realm God Plate in his hand.
—He had been drifting through this strange land for quite some time.
"Stars above, land below, yet not a single living thing. This world has been wandering ceaselessly, with complete Great Dao laws and a unique aura of energy."
Pang Jian, who had entered with his Primordial Spirit, rode the Thunder Pool as it roared onward and toured every tract of land below.
There were twenty-four tracts of land in all.
Yet there were no cities or kingdoms above them, no remains or ruins of living beings, nor any vessels or spiritual materials fashioned after the fact.
The twenty-four tracts of land existed in their most primitive forms.
There were mountains, lakes, forests, and hills upon them, all manner of rare spiritual herbs and divine plants, as well as many precious and uncommon ores.
What filled the world below was heaven and earth spiritual energy much like that of the Underworld Prison and Purgatory.
"Could this be a world still in the process of being remade?"
After leaving the final tract of land, Pang Jian hovered high in the air and gazed at the lands scattered below, knowing this place was far larger than the Underworld Prison and Purgatory.
Most incredible of all, those stars above were also within this sealed world.
They were not part of the river of stars