In the gloomy underground cave, the hideous evil spirit was completely annihilated, unable to resurrect and reassemble again.
Its dying curse and wail of despair echoed continuously within the cave, under the malevolence of its remaining consciousness.
"...Despair!"
"...Decay!"
Hearing these echoes resound continuously, Li Muyang looked surprised.
Is this... unlocking some unexpected information?
The ancient Holy Spirit above the Misty Sea is truly a malevolent being from The Peaceful Realms!
Is it hiding above the Misty Sea, biding its time for a resurgence?
The Peaceful Realms haven't been entirely destroyed? Are they hiding some sort of contingency deep within the Misty Sea?
Pondering, Li Muyang furrowed his brows.
At this moment, he finally understood how the land had cracked open.
— Ten thousand years ago, the land of this planet wasn't distinct and separated as it is now, divided by the Misty Sea.