Fang Yun stood atop the tortoise's back, looking up at the pitch-black sky.
"I can't see anything. Forget it." Di Han shook his head helplessly and turned to handle the tribe's affairs.
Still unwilling to give up, Fang Yun continued observing, but found nothing after a long while.
After some time, he lowered his head and saw that the Four-Legged Black Snake was snoring away in deep sleep.
Fang Yun set him on the ground and continued watching. Gradually, he gathered his power into his eyes.
Fang Yun's eyes grew brighter and brighter. Then, they abruptly turned utterly black, with a point of light emerging at their center, like the first opening of heaven and earth.
Strange light spilled from Fang Yun's eyes and fell upon the black barrier outside.
Then Fang Yun witnessed an unbelievable scene.
Beyond the barrier, heaven and earth were dim, the Myriad Worlds lay deathly still, and all nearby stars had vanished. Not a trace of light existed in that world.
The entire world seemed to have become a land of death, with immeasurable shadows filling heaven and earth.
They were the foulest sins, the filthiest hatred, the most frenzied killing intent, and the basest greed.
Fang Yun felt as if something had clogged his heart shut. Never in his life had he seen such nauseating power. It seemed to gather all the sins and evils of the Myriad Worlds, beyond all imagination.
At the center of the endless dim shadows, four figures of light flew and moved back and forth. Fang Yun could not make out their features, but one of them felt familiar.
Di Ji.
Other than darkness and white figures of light, Fang Yun could see nothing. He could not see the battle, the moves, the spells, or even the fluctuations of