The peak of Gu Yun Mountain had long transformed into a demonic den, a veritable sea of blood. Rolling dark clouds morphed into a sky-covering blood fog that enveloped Gu Yun Mountain, occasionally flashing with a soul-captivating blood light.
The once beautiful and serene area, renowned for its clear waters and lush mountains, was now rendered hellish by the blood fog in the sky.
If a mortal were in such an environment, a single breath might turn them into a demon.
The villages at the foot of the mountain had long been deserted, their residents seemingly evacuated.
Only countless Fierce Beasts howled endlessly.
Interestingly, this chilling and eerie atmosphere did not envelop Anle Village.
It was as if a tacit agreement isolated it, or perhaps the village existed independently of this world...
