The sky was dark. Even though the gigantic corpse of the ferocious beast was glowing like the sun, it was still insufficient to illuminate the entire land. This caused Wang Baole's eyes to see that while the land was dark, there were also many areas that were pitch-black.
However, for a cultivator, as long as they channeled their spiritual energy into their eyes, they would be able to see very clearly. This was especially so for the Demonic Green Poria Flowers that were scattered all over the ground. The faint light emitted by these red flowers could also slightly illuminate the nearby areas.
If this place wasn't filled with endless corpses, perhaps it would have looked quite exotic. However, the existence of these corpses caused this world to be filled with endless death.
Even though Wang Baole was a Dark Child, he wasn't very used to this kind of death. After all, although the Dark Sect controlled death, they mostly ferried the souls of the dead. However, the corpses here had been dead for an unknown period of time. In a sense, they were no different from flesh and blood puppets.
Moreover, it was obvious that the power that controlled these puppets was something that Wang Baole had never seen before. While he was at a loss, he also felt a sense of awe towards this world.
"Although the Never-Ending Clan wreaks havoc in the starry sky, their own strength is the foundation that supports this clan's rampage!" Wang Baole muttered to himself. He didn't slow down at all as he whistled through the air. At the same time, he kept the stamen of the Demonic Green Poria Flowers in his arms. With the strange power of the stamen, he didn't encounter any dreams or illusions like before.
The Demonic Green Poria Flowers obviously wouldn't suddenly bloom unless they were stimulated. This allowed Wang Baole to have a relatively smooth journey after he rushed out of the area filled with pollen.
However, the visual impact became more and more intense along the way. There were simply too many types of corpses in this world, and almost all of them looked like things that Wang Baole had never seen or heard of before.
He saw beast-bodied humans, corpses whose bodies were made up of rocks, and giant bodies whose bodies were covered in keratin. There were also some strange corpses with two heads and strange bodies that had five fingers but no eyes.
At the same time, there were also some huge squares that seemed to have been pieced together. At first glance, they didn't seem to be alive, but they were indeed corpses.
All of this caused Wang Baole's mind to tremble. Finally, he saw some familiar corpses. For example … the native of Black Wind Planet, the pitch-black imp with ridiculously large feet.
Furthermore, Wang Baole could sense the terrifying pressure emanating from the corpse of the Black Wind Planet native. Even though he was dead, the pressure was still terrifying. Furthermore, Wang Baole had the feeling that he couldn't get close to the corpse. If he did, he would most likely trigger a backlash!
Other than the native of the Black Wind Planet, Wang Baole paused in mid-air after another five minutes. When he lowered his head, there was a strange look on his face as he stared at the ground. There was a corpse lying on top of a mountain of corpses.
The corpse didn't look much different from a human, except for its slightly longer ears and slender body. Even though it was dead, its face was still incomparably handsome. Wang Baole had only seen corpses like this in the game Advent.
"That game …." Wang Baole murmured. Perhaps it was because he had been looking at it for too long, but the slender corpse on the mountain of corpses suddenly twitched its finger. Wang Baole was instantly on guard. Without hesitation, he sped up and shot off into the distance.
It wasn't until he was far away that the twitching finger slowly calmed down. Everything on the ground was normal, and nothing seemed to have changed.
"I can't look at it for too long. Everything here is very strange!" Wang Baole took a deep breath and surveyed his surroundings. He continued to search for the right direction. He knew that the easiest way to accurately locate the sacrificial altar was to look for the gigantic beast that he had seen before, the one whose body was so large that it could support the heavens.
That way, he could follow the direction that the gigantic beast pointed him to and head to the altar.
Time passed slowly, and soon, several days had passed. In this world filled with corpses, Wang Baole continued to fly and search. However, other than seeing more corpses that he had never seen before, he didn't see the gigantic beast again. Until one day, when Wang Baole's heart was filled with anxiety, his pupils suddenly shrank as he sped through the sky!
A strange feeling surged into his mind, causing the Underworld Fire to fluctuate uncontrollably. It even spread out of his body and turned into a black, icy flame!
"Hmm?" Wang Baole's expression changed. He could feel that there was a force affecting him, stirring up the Underworld Fire in his body and forming a resonance with it!
This feeling was very familiar. It was … the aura of the Underworld Sect!
"Could there be people from the Underworld Sect here?" Wang Baole's breathing quickened slightly. After he sensed it carefully, he turned his head and looked to his right. He could sense that the familiar aura of the Underworld Sect was coming from that direction!
As he muttered to himself, Wang Baole quickly took out Little Missy's mask. Although Little Missy hadn't responded since he arrived here, the existence of the mask gave Wang Baole something to use as a reference to determine whether it was an illusion or reality!
At that moment, the mask didn't show any signs of being transparent. Wang Baole checked the stamen again, then looked around him. Only then was he certain that he hadn't entered an illusion. Hence, as he muttered to himself, he changed directions and flew towards the source of the Underworld Sect's aura!
He didn't move quickly, but he remained vigilant. Gradually, after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the familiar feeling grew stronger. The Underworld Fire in Wang Baole's body seemed to be yearning for something, and it kept releasing itself from his body. From a distance, Wang Baole's body could no longer be seen. Only a ball of burning black flames could be seen. It was then that Wang Baole finally saw … the source of the Underworld Sect's aura!
It was … connected to a mountain range. Shockingly, there was a city there!
This was the first time Wang Baole had seen a city in this world. Although it wasn't very large, only about ten percent the size of Ethereal City, it was still a shocking sight in this world of corpses!
After all, on the way here, there had been nothing but corpses and demonic flowers. There had been no buildings on the ground, and the significance of the buildings was even greater. Wang Baole couldn't help but begin to breathe heavily.
Without a doubt … the fact that there were buildings meant that there had once been life in this place!
Therefore, even though the city was now in ruins, and he could see a great deal of damage, Wang Baole's spirits were lifted. However, as he neared the city, his eyes grew wider and wider. When he was hovering in midair above the ruins of the city, Wang Baole looked down at everything, and his mind seemed to explode with a thunderous roar!
"This place …." Wang Baole's mind was reeling, as if huge waves were crashing into him. Even the Underworld Fire around him flickered violently.
In fact … from where he was standing and looking down, he wasn't just looking at the city … he was looking at something else!
The city wasn't built on the ground, but on a huge skull. From this, one could see how big the skull was. What connected the skull wasn't a mountain range, but an arm!
Or more accurately, half of a skeleton was here. It was as if a giant had once been sitting cross-legged here, meditating, but had been cut in half by a sword from the shoulder. Clearly, half of the skeleton had collapsed and dissipated. Therefore, only half of the skeleton was left here!
Wang Baole's breathing froze. He looked at everything in silence and sensed the aura of the Underworld Sect. It was coming from this skeleton, and there were even traces of a similar aura emanating from the city ruins on top of the skull.
All of this made Wang Baole fall silent for a long while. Then, he slowly descended until he stood on top of the giant skull. He stood in the city and looked at everything around him. Wang Baole had already realized that it wasn't as he thought, that someone had built this city here.
Instead … this city had always been one with the giant. Perhaps when the giant had been alive, this city had already been on its skull!
Besides, the style of the city's construction reminded Wang Baole of the Underworld Dream. Based on the feeling, it was clear that this was a building that belonged to the era of the Underworld Dream.
"Survivors of the Underworld Sect's calamity, huh …?" Wang Baole had a complicated expression as he mumbled to himself.
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