"It seems it's still the same as always!"
Jia Ren surveyed the scene, where remnants of magical battles left scorched earth and craters everywhere, with dark brown soil and an enduring scent of blood.
White bones and severed limbs were an unchanging sight, visible everywhere.
Upon the skeletal remains perched black ravens picking at rotting flesh, and emaciated black wolves chewing bones, indulging in their own Taotie feast.
They mostly roamed alone; whenever encountering another creature, it would surely explode into a relentless battle.
Even though their powers were unequal, knowing it might be a fight to the death.
The creatures of this sinful land had destinies beyond their control, merely puppets on strings, entertaining unknown entities with their deaths.
Being part of Donghua Immortal Domain, the stark contrast between tranquility and total destruction was evident.
Jia Ren sensed a few carrion crows nearing, disappearing before they could reach him.
