The Void Wasteland was filled with countless agonized cries, roars, and the unwilling fury of Void Demon Spirits.
Every inch of land here was soaked through with the blood of cultivators and demon spirits.
After leaving this Wasteland, Lin Xin headed for another place.
The more broken and ruined a piece of Wasteland was, the more satisfied he became.
Yet he always felt that something was still missing.
As he traveled farther and farther from the Dragon Snake Realm, the surrounding void grew increasingly desolate. For a long time, he did not see even a single floating plane world.
Wrapped in a pale green radiance, Lin Xin streaked through the void like a meteor.
From time to time, he took out the plane distribution map of the Dragon Snake Realm and examined it carefully. It marked all the explored plane worlds around the Dragon Snake Realm.
After flying alone for several hours, Lin Xin soon descended upon a patch of Wasteland that was an utterly barren land of death.
This piece of Wasteland was shaped like a shell, slightly sunken inward, and gave off a faint pink hue in the void.
Lin Xin slowly pressed his foot against the mud beneath him.
It was damp and soft, filled with moisture.
"Here..." Lin Xin took out the distribution map and looked it over.
There was no record whatsoever of this Wasteland marked on the distribution map around the Dragon Snake Realm. The furthest plane that could be found on it was dozens of spirit li away from here.
One spirit li was equal to a hundred li. In other words, this place lay several thousand li beyond the map's range.
Lin Xin simply put the map away and looked around.
This plane Wasteland was very small. If an ordinary person walked