Tang Yu didn't dare to be careless, concentrating his perception, he realized there was a clear difference between the inside and outside of the city.
Outside the city, it was desolate, barren, as if the entire world had already withered away.
But inside the city, there was still vigor, not just the breath of life, but the sense that the world was still alive.
Expanding his personal domain, Tang Yu finally came to a realization.
"...This feeling, is it a domain? Or should I say, a world domain?"
It wasn't an individual's domain, but the range defined by the world itself, combined with the Devil Race's devouring of the planet's origin, Tang Yu quickly formed a hypothesis.
This planet, as early as fifty-eight years ago, had suffered an invasion, and to this day, most likely, a large part of the planet's origin had been devoured, most areas had completely died, only within human cities, they still belonged to the range that had not been devoured.