The small world was vast. Even at Chen Cang's speed, it took him an entire night to reach the edge of the Ancient Forest.
Even during the day, the sky here remained gray and murky. Visibility had improved considerably, but it was still far from bright.
Hidden at the edge of the Ancient Forest, he looked out over a vast plain. At the farthest reaches of his vision stood a magnificent city, and he could faintly make out ant-sized figures coming and going.
The assessment required him to hunt down a Dou Zong-level expert and remain here for at least a month.
Upon seeing the distant city, most people would surely think of investigating it, gathering information while looking for an opportunity to strike.
However, from the Soul Clan elder's memories, Chen Cang knew that this was an extremely dangerous move!
The city was called Evil Spirit City, and Soul Clan experts had built it in imitation of a Xiao Emperor City that had once belonged to the Xiao Clan.
In the great war a thousand years ago, the Xiao Clan had been all but annihilated. Millions of its members had perished, their lives and cultivation extinguished. Just as the soul origin collected by the Soul Hall brimmed with resentment, the resentment accumulated by the Xiao Clan was also terrifying.
Seeing this, Soul Clan experts had gathered that resentment and poured it all into this small world. Through inconceivable methods and an assortment of strange objects, they had created this peculiar place.
Those figures entering and leaving the distant city were not real people, but energy bodies infused with the Xiao Clan's resentment!
This was not only a trial ground for certain special protectors, but also a training ground for the Soul Clan's younger generation. It was like a crude,