The opening of the passage between the two realms had reached its most critical stage. An enormous exchange of heaven and earth essence was taking place every moment: what surged out from the Blood Prison Ghost Manor sank into the source of the Boundary River, even affecting the surrounding void realms split apart by formations.
The aura of the Blood Prison Ghost Manor permeated the area. Gradually, this was no longer a place fit for humans to remain.
Yu Ci still kept his nostrils sealed as he counted silently. Including Incense Slave, whose fate remained unknown, only seven people were left in the Boundary River source region... no, there should be eight.
As the region was swallowed by the vast maw of collapsed space, the distances between them had become quite close. At this moment, everyone could feel the astonishing heat radiating from the area where the void turbulence was most violent. It was as though they stood beside a roaring furnace, with every drop of moisture about to evaporate completely.
This was the origin of what was called "witnessing."
Yu Ci could observe the situation only to this extent. The next moment, an indescribable howling blast struck everyone's eardrums. It erupted from the center of the spatial collapse, telling them that a lethal calamity was brewing there.
Apart from the one who had unleashed the disaster, only the leader of the Heavy Artifact Sect was closer to it than anyone else. Facing the danger that could erupt at any moment, she instead floated up, moved forward some distance, and leaned in for a closer look.
"Does it truly lead to the lowest level of Wutian Jiao Prison?"
The Blood Prison Ghost Manor had nine lands and thirty-six levels. The "nine lands" within it were separate regions, including the Eight