Fallen God Abyss.
The black and crimson miasma pervading the abyss withdrew, revealing the true visage of this forbidden land.
Gazing down from the zenith of the sky, one saw a rift spanning the boundless, desolate plain. Its depths were unfathomable—at a glance, its end seemed devoured by the furthest reaches of the world. The shape of that abyss appeared as if left by a single, peerless sword cleaving through the void, so sharp it inspired awe and dread in all who beheld it.
The former wailing of immortals and demons seemed to have dispersed with the wind, leaving nothing but a dead silence that deepened the eerie terror of this place.
Through his Lifebound Space, Qin Yu gazed at the abyss now gradually revealing its true form, his heart stirring with uncontrollable, tempestuous waves.
Just imagine: if this rift truly was wrought by a single sword, what earth-shattering might could have carved such an indelible mark upon the boundless heavens and earth?
