The fertile land will turn into a charred wasteland, clear streams will turn into stinking poisonous water, and for thousands of miles, not a blade grows.
He seems to be the antithesis of all life in the world, the embodiment of all endings and death.
And even more strangely, between heaven and earth, countless lonely spirits and wild ghosts born out of war, disaster, or exhaustion of lifespan, along with resentful spirit remnants, seem to be irresistibly summoned from the depths of their bloodlines and origins, gathering from all directions towards the place where Jiang Chen is.
Following behind Jiang Chen, they form an ever-growing, ever more terrifying undead army.
Jiang Chen has no intention of driving away these uninvited "followers", just lets them follow, while he himself continues to wander the vast Primordial Land, enjoying the sights he has never seen.
Later, as the ghosts behind him gathered more and more, their number reached a horrifying level.
