Everyone passed through the great gate, only to find themselves in a small world enclosed by an array.
However, before they could steady themselves, they were startled by the scene in front of them.
Not far away, swathes of pitch-black dense fog spread out, rendering the whole world ghostly and grim. Within the fog, gigantic bones were scattered everywhere, intermittently visible through the haze.
Countless ghostly fires weaved and wandered between the enormous skeletons, adding a few degrees of eeriness.
It was as if they were on an ancient battlefield, where evil Qi soared into the sky, and the wails of ghosts and howls of deities could be heard. It was unknown how many Yin Spirits lingered here, surrounded by huge skeletons.
The world was devoid of any light, appearing exceedingly dim.
"Is this a battlefield?" Li Qingming exclaimed in shock.
The rest of the saints also showed stunned expressions, exclaiming, "Skeletons, giant skeletons!"
