Treading withered bones in the Nine Nether Blood Realm, upheaval in Burial Land shakes the Eight Desolations

Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his feet resting on the void.

Golden light flowed through his profound Double Pupils as he quietly surveyed the entirely new world before him.

They had crossed the forbidden portal he had forced open with his supreme, brute chaos strength.

The group had completely left the Black Pyramid's interior and descended into a vast, wholly independent universe.

This was an ancient realm steeped in despair and deathly stillness.

The sky was a suffocating shade of dark blood-red, like the foul blood sprayed when gods and devils fell.

Weathered through countless epochs, it had dried and congealed firmly above the highest heavens.

A shattered black moon hung high at the far end of the horizon, spilling cold, sinister light.

Beneath that eerie glow, a thin blood-colored mist permeated the void.

An overwhelmingly thick stench of blood drifted through the air.

The smell was unbearably pungent. A single breath made one feel as though countless steel blades were viciously scraping every internal organ, as though one stood in the lowest depths of Avici Hell.

"Woooo!"

Hair-raising, anguished howls rose incessantly from the gloomy corners in every direction.

Netherworld Wraiths were weeping; ancient battle souls were roaring.

Their cries carried venomous resentment and defiance, piercing straight into one's soul and Sea of Consciousness.

"Master, the spatial laws here have changed completely."

Huang Ruoxi stayed close beside Ye Tian, an exceedingly rare solemnity appearing on her stunning face.

Under the pressure of the omnipresent chill in this space, even the Five-Colored Divine Phoenix flames surrounding her dimmed considerably.

"This place is completely different from the Black Pyramid's ninth layer."

"Although that pyramid was eerie, I could still sense that it rested upon the framework of the Great Dao of the Myriad Heavens North Sea."

"But