Here, vision was dim, spiritual power was suppressed, and it was impossible to observe very far into the distance.
Even the flow of time had slowed. Huo Ling silently calculated the time in his heart.
He had been flying continuously for several days. As a Radiant Moon powerhouse, his speed was quite astonishing.
Yet even so, the scenery around him had not changed much.
Yellow earth and rocks were the dominant colors here.
He flew fiercely in one direction and could sense the curvature of the ground gradually rising, though it was not obvious.
Suddenly, Huo Ling detected something amiss with his spiritual power.
It was as if some existence had taken a bite out of it, directly devouring a small portion of his spiritual power.
As Huo Ling observed, the existence that had ambushed his spiritual power also entered his perception.
The moment he sensed its appearance, Huo Ling understood.
This was a Void Wraith, the troublesome creature that even Nustien, a Radiant Moon Archmage, found difficult to deal with.
The one Huo Ling had discovered was not particularly powerful. Judging by its energy intensity, it was only at the Morning Star Legendary level.
Huo Ling slowly approached, and the wraith's appearance came into view.
It was a wraith four or five meters in size. Its appearance was bizarre, completely unlike an ordinary soul body.
More than a dozen heads grew from its body. They protruded from different places, yet their facial expressions were similar.
There was only pain on their faces—excruciating pain.
Moreover, those heads were not fixed in the same places on the wraith's body. Even as Huo Ling watched, many of them were moving.
Some heads retracted into its body, while others moved from its back to its chest.
The Void Wraith was entirely a deep