The origin of everything, the beginning of everything, and also the end of everything.
When Su Changsheng arrived at Kunxu again, it was already the end of the thirty-third year, only a few days short of the thirty-fourth.
On this day, Kun began another month-long feeding.
As Heaven's Rift in the outside world grew ever more intense, Kun fed far less frequently, only once or twice a year, but each feeding now lasted much longer-a full month or more.
This suggested that conditions in the Heavenly River might not be too favorable either. Even an extraordinary beast like Kun had to reduce the frequency of its feeding and extend its duration. The living creatures within the Heavenly River were very likely dwindling rapidly.
And if even the Heavenly River was like this, the situation across the land of the Wilds was easy to imagine.
It could only be worse, not better.
When Su Changsheng returned to that Demon Emperor Tomb Ground, even his normally steady expression involuntarily grew grave.
The Demon Emperor Tomb Ground before him was already shrouded in yin energy.
Yin winds howled beneath heavy mists.
Vast, sinister gusts swept in, slashing through the void and earth like blades. The wind was actually black, exuding extreme yin energy and thick with death. Wherever it blew, great swathes of vegetation instantly withered and died. The black wind blanketed the entire hundred-li expanse of the Yao Emperor Tomb, all but turning it into a forbidden region where no living thing could enter.
That was not all. Blood-red liquid could also be seen welling out of the Demon Emperor Tomb Ground, spraying into the sky before falling as a rain of blood. Every drop contained a thick, bloody aura, and as they landed on the surrounding floating islands, they actually corroded