The sky and earth were dark, and sandstorms swept through.
Qin Yi stood in a strange environment.
This place was vast, boundless, and surrounded by dark, barren mountains and hills.
Qin Yi raised his hand, stunned.
He saw several stone pillars, like sky-reaching pillars, towering and unattainable, as if they were supporting this world.
The ground, resembling sand, had a dark red color.
Qin Yi picked up a handful, examined it carefully, and his face changed greatly; it was blood sand.
Blood sand formed from the sand dyed with blood.
As far as the eye could see, with no end in sight, the ground was covered in blood sand; unimaginable amounts of blood must have been spilled to create such a horrifying scene.
Qin Yi closed his eyes slightly and reopened them after a moment, then walked in a certain direction.
He sensed that Tian Xie had headed in this direction.
"Clang!"
Qin Yi kicked something, and his brow furrowed, a look of pain flashed across his face.
