Gloomy Forest, Aberrant Soul Body, 6,000 Words

Although she still had not encountered the soul of any creature after death, what was worth celebrating was that Huo Yutong had finally seen hope of leaving this wasteland.

Within the detection range of her spiritual domain, the wasteland covered in little purple grasses came to an abrupt end roughly twenty-some kilometers away from her.

An extremely distinct black barrier, like a wall, separated the Purple Grass Wasteland from the outside world into two sharply divided colors.

She looked up. Even when her spiritual domain stretched to its limit, she still could not see exactly how high this heaven-and-earth-spanning barrier was.

It seemed to extend upward without end.

At that moment, she was almost moved to tears.

After a trek that had lasted an entire month, she had finally seen hope of leaving the place she had named the Purple Grass Wasteland.

She walked all the way to the border. After testing it and finding no danger, Huo Yutong cautiously passed through the "barrier" that divided the two regions.

The moment she emerged from the Purple Grass Wasteland, her field of vision suddenly opened up.

Although it was still that dark, gloomy palette, it was far better than the eternal pitch-blackness inside the Purple Grass Wasteland—at the very least, she no longer had to rely on Mental Power to see the scenery before her clearly.

However, this situation did not put Huo Yutong in a better mood.

Because what appeared before her eyes was a sight far stranger than the Purple Grass Wasteland.

The omnipresent darkness had vanished, replaced by an equally eternal gray fog.

The mist continuously gathered and churned. Illuminated by a light source that had come from who knew where, it presented an extremely eerie, sinister scene.

This seemed to be the edge of some forest or