In the dim space, a mountain range brimming with deathly aura stretched across Zhao Li's path.
It was clearly a mountain range, yet Zhao Li sensed in it a kind of unyielding resolve tangled together with brutality and resentment. It felt as if many different emotions existed within the mountains.
He thought of what Jiu You had just said. This was a burial ground for demons. If that was true, perhaps it was not only demons buried here. Were the Dou Di who had fallen on Dou Qi Continent also laid to rest in this place?
With that thought, Zhao Li extended his Soul Power, spreading it toward the mountain range where deathly aura churned. Immediately afterward, he sensed wills even more intense than before. They were roaring—some filled with unwillingness and venomous resentment, some with reluctance and resolve, some with confusion and regret, some with steadfastness and no remorse...
All kinds of emotions were tangled together, yet they were still clearly divided into two categories, like two camps that had warred for countless years back then.
"This..."
Zhao Li seemed to have been eroded by the emotions within. An inexplicable sorrow rose in his heart. He wanted to say something, yet did not know why.
Only when a speck of spiritual light in the depths of his soul gave off a faint glow was that feeling dispelled.
"I'm afraid this strange mountain range really was forged from the bones of countless experts, including Dou Di, and including the Outer Realm Demons..."
This thought flashed through his mind, and only then did he truly begin to examine the core of this Great Formation.
With a thought, his perspective began to rise, taking in the entirety of this place.
Aside from the winding mountain range that coiled through the area and