Bones carpeted the ground, and blood filled the eye.
The air reeked of decaying death. Not a trace of life could be seen. Beyond the boundless gloom, withered trees and scorched earth lay everywhere. The hollow wind sent chills through the bones, while only ghostly shadows drifted through the sky, filling the place with endless despair and sinister dread, like a scene from hell.
In a deep valley of the Black Domain.
The great monk Chen Kunpeng was enveloped in encroaching black mist, yet he continued onward as though nothing had happened. The black mist could not even approach him, scattering like smoke and dust. He looked like an ordinary monk walking through the endless black haze.
Such a sight would have been utterly commonplace in the Human Immortal Realm or the mortal lands, not worth a second glance.
But in this boundless Black Domain, it was truly far too bizarre!
A polished and well-dressed great monk had actually come here alone, advancing as if he walked upon level ground, his oily face bearing a smile that drew every eye.
The moment he appeared, before he had even taken several steps—
Several gazes emerged from the burial mounds, emitting strange light in the darkness. Hoarse whispers rang out without end, like the murmurings of demons.
"There's actually a human walking over here?"
"Hehehe... This kind of fresh flesh is several times more delicious than someone on the verge of death. I've been feeding on human prodigies for too long; this venerable one is getting tired of it. Perfect, time for a change of flavor..."
"Hehehe, great minds think alike. This venerable one had the same thought!"
"Oh? In that case, we shall share him, so as not to harm our harmony!"
"Precisely. This venerable one... will leave behind a few