He turned blankly to look back at the "Abyss Black Hole" they had come from.
Su Xinghe was instantly dumbfounded.
It was a silvery sphere that filled more than half his field of vision, radiating a faint white glow amid the gray haze.
It was like a bright moon in the vast starry sky, fallen upon a desert filled with astral winds and killing intent.
Judging from the curves on either side, one could infer—
About half of it was exposed above the ground.
As for the other half...
Its top disappeared into the clouds overhead, while the rest was buried beneath the earth. The ring-shaped mountain range on which they stood was actually the raised rim of a meteor crater formed by its impact.
And that so-called "Abyss Black Hole" was precisely a ruptured gap in the sphere.
At that moment—
The crack was spewing out enormous quantities of rocks and clouds.
Like a leaking ball.
"What... is that..."
Su Xinghe had forgotten to use Psychic Power to transmit his voice. Amid the howling winds of the wilderness, his voice trembled indistinctly.
Xu Ling transformed back into human form.
He stood nearby, his expression grave.
"Did you see that Ashen Zone stretching twenty thousand li just now?"
"That is our Great Zhou slowly dying..."
"The entire Great Zhou Small World has a diameter of one hundred and twenty thousand li. Over the past six thousand eight hundred years, it has already lost more than forty thousand li of its outermost territory..."
"And that border region of over forty thousand li once accounted for half the land and contained dense heaven-and-earth essence..."
"As a result, Martial Warriors now cultivate extremely slowly..."
Su Xinghe began to understand.
They had traveled fifty or sixty thousand li from Qingzhou, and roughly halfway