"No venture, no gain!"
Xie Tian's soft murmur blended with the light humming of the Evil Blade, and at the same time, the black light shield around Xie Tian grew several times more intense.
The next moment, the Evil Blade, carrying Xie Tian, plunged headfirst into the deep, pitch-black inner world of the Dan Ding.
This was a living, breathing world.
As Xie Tian, still in shock, laid eyes on the scene within the Dan Ding, he affirmed this thought.
Sun, moon, and stars were present; mountains, rivers, and creatures abounded. With these elements, this was indeed a world.
However, when he witnessed a beast, utterly immobile, crumble into powder and scatter from a minute vibration, he knew that this world had perished long ago.
"Did it die from a heavenly tribulation..."
The power that had silenced an entire world sent waves of shock through Xie Tian's mind. He had no idea how formidable this power was; it was beyond his wildest imagination.
But he knew one thing.