Meanwhile, in the Divine Kingdom Core.
Through the eyes of his believers on the front line, Yang Fan finally saw what this Divine Kingdom truly looked like.
At first glance, he could not help frowning.
This place was completely different from a Human Divine Kingdom.
As far as the eye could see, an incredibly dense black mist filled heaven and earth.
The black mist churned, as though it would never disperse.
From every direction came sounds that made his hair stand on end.
"Kill me... kill me!"
"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me!"
"Hiss..."
"Heh heh..."
"Help..."
The sounds mingled together, as though countless souls of the dead were endlessly wailing in the darkness.
In this world, even the most common sights of an ordinary Divine Kingdom were nowhere to be seen.
There were no mountains, rivers, plants, insects, or birds.
Only an utterly flat stretch of land lay before him.
Black mist shrouded everything, making it difficult to discern what lay on the ground.
In an environment like this, relying on sight alone was practically useless.
"The countless races of the universe..."
"Their Divine Kingdoms really do have all sorts of different environments."
Yang Fan could not help remarking.
After observing for only a moment, he had already noticed the discomfort of his believers on the front line.
This Divine Kingdom did not even have the most basic spiritual energy!
For believers following the cultivation and martial arts paths, it was practically a naturally hostile battlefield.
Without spiritual energy, they could not quickly replenish what they expended.
To keep fighting, they could only rely on pills prepared in advance.
Fortunately, Yang Fan now commanded vast resources. An environment of this severity was not enough to make his believers shrink from battle.
Just then.
Space rippled faintly in the