An utterly unfamiliar world met Han Shuo's eyes. Everywhere he looked, the plants were as hideous as monsters, their branches and leaves covered in sharp spikes like the fangs in Abyss creatures' mouths. Every plant looked like a giant cactus, giving off none of the vibrant green vitality of vegetation, but instead a hint of bloodlust.
The ground was grayish brown. Foul-smelling swamps gurgled with bubbles large and small. As the bubbles burst, wisps of greenish smoke escaped, forming a faint poisonous miasma that swirled through the air in a haze, green and drifting, with an indescribably uncanny beauty.
There were no clouds in the sky, nor any sun or moon hanging overhead, only colorful vortices of varying sizes. In this world, the thin air was filled with the stench of decay. From far away came savage, bloodthirsty screeches like the cries of night owls.
Han Shuo stood halfway up a mountain teeming with Abyss creatures. Behind him was a pitch-black cave more than ten meters long and wide. Stone pillars at its entrance were as sharp as fangs, making the entire cave look like the savage, gaping maw of a giant Abyss demon, hideous and murderous.
Looking around, he saw Abyss creatures of every shape covering the mountain. Just as Little Skeleton had once displayed his divine might atop a ten-thousand-meter peak in the Undead World and summoned the Undead within a hundred miles to come pay homage, these Abyss creatures all stared at the enormous cave entrance behind Han Shuo with cold, bloodthirsty eyes.
Deafening rumbles came from the enormous cave behind Han Shuo. He glanced back and focused on sensing it carefully, discovering that the spatial fluctuations within the hideous cave were growing increasingly violent. The entire mountain swayed and trembled.
"Dong, dong... dong, dong..."
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