The irregular land of this world was Void Valley.
Since the era of Yuanyang Continent began, Void Valley had been the continent's forsaken land.
Its laws were unstable, and space was often thrown into chaos. If not for the existence of Voidwood, probably very few people would have been willing to go there.
Nightmare Steed's carriage traveled for more than a month before finally arriving at the location of Void Valley at dawn one day.
Day had just broken. The sky was like an upside-down great basin, while the sparse stars and bright moon gradually faded from sight.
The pale, fish-belly glow slowly spread across the far end of the horizon.
As they neared Void Valley, the number of travelers they encountered along the way naturally increased.
From afar, the entrance to Void Valley lay within a sunken mountain hollow.
Xu Zimo could not yet see inside the hollow, but the sight overhead was particularly conspicuous.
Compared to other places, space above the hollow raged wildly, streams of spatial turbulence howling through it.
Space was constantly shattering, and the rate at which it repaired itself could barely keep up with the destruction wrought by the turbulence.
Space had originally been invisible, but that fragmented void was like glass covered in cracks—striking and shocking.
Sunlight shone through the shattered void, and even the shadows cast upon the earth were broken into pieces.
"Have you heard? Old Du Seven died in the spatial turbulence a few days ago.
"He was drinking with us not long ago. Life truly is unpredictable!"
"What's so strange about that? Which person who comes to Void Valley isn't hanging his head from his belt?
"A few days ago, the Yellow Crane Gang even found a top-grade Voidwood inside. They say they traded that top-grade Voidwood to