Six-Headed Hydra Upper Realm.
The sky had long lost its brilliance.
It was not dim in the sense of dusk, nor was it veiled by clouds. It felt quite empty. The light from the Solar Reverence felt distant, as though the world itself had been abandoned. What once descended as rich, nourishing heaven and earth energy now came in thin, scattered strands, barely perceptible even to Sovereign Stage cultivators.
Below that hollow sky, the Six-Headed Hydra Upper Realm was slowly unraveling into one of chaotic anarchy.
Among the many cities, there was one that once stood radiant with formation lights and flowing spirit streams, now trembled behind cracked walls. The defensive arrays flickered erratically, unable to sustain themselves without sufficient energy. Their glow surged and died like a failing heartbeat.
Outside the city gates, the land had turned gray.
