"Finally, we've entered the Despair Abyss!"
A figure stood on the blood-drenched land, attentively surveying his surroundings.
The entire space was shrouded in a dark red hue.
Even the light here had a chilling, blood-red quality.
The whole space exuded an ancient and mottled aura.
The air was thick with a cold killing intent that seemed omnipresent. Although Jing Yan felt that these dangers were not aimed at him, he couldn't help but feel his heart pound.
"This region is truly terrifying. According to Senior Tianshui, this was the battlefield for the war between humans and gods five thousand years ago."
"Between heaven and earth here, countless human martial artists and members of the Divine Race have fallen. Their blood dyed the land and the skies red."