The Great Nether Wastes Wilds.
Windblown sand swirled, staining the sky a murky yellow. The closer one came to the desert's center, the darker it grew.
Across the vast desert, gathered Qiang and Di tribespeople could be seen everywhere, slaughtering cattle and sheep to sacrifice to their gods. Uneasy rumblings rose from the earth, as though countless living creatures lurked beneath it.
Two bright yellow lamps emerged in the darkness, casting their light.
A young man in black robes sat alone atop an altar. The vast divine kingdom intertwined with his very life, and all manner of sinister, hideous spirit deities and spirits could occasionally be seen moving through it.
An ancient, dark-colored book rose before him, a white fox depicted on its cover. All manner of absurd, uncanny impressions spread from it.
A taboo wood spirit treasure, [White Fox Record].
Xu Fayan wielded his brush to write profound mysteries, weaving cause and effect within it. With the form of a strange Nether Sheep at its core, the entire divine kingdom became increasingly united.
Establishing gods, offering sacrifices, refining the desert-he now possessed a measure of the Nether Sheep's bearing. His final divine ability needed only a certain opportunity to reach completion.
A speck of brown mysterious radiance suddenly approached from ahead. A man in azure-cloud robes descended, passed through countless altars, and bowed before him with a hint of panic.
"True Person!"
The newcomer was Xu Zhishu, an elder of the sect who cultivated the wu earth [Earth-Guarding Foundation]. Over these years, he had reached foundation establishment peak. Although the sect had bestowed a spirit treasure upon him, he had failed to refine it and nearly lost his life, thus losing his chance at Purple Mansion.
"I have come on the sect leader's orders to report a matter of