The sky resembles a Sanskrit aura.
Here is clear sky, while there a black hole.
At first glance, this sky looks like a chessboard formed by black pieces connected together.
Standing in stark contrast with the white sky dome.
Pitch-black cracks spread from it, extending far out.
And in this mottled sky, strange and grotesque monsters, big and small, greedily and impatiently squeeze out from these cracks and black holes, flying in all directions.
Below, the cultivators from the Wanxiang Sect and Longevity Sect dare not spare any attention.
While repelling their respective opponents, they cautiously approach each other, their eyes fixed intently on the fleshball in front of them, as large as a mountain of flesh.
The air is incredibly heavy.
"This thing is actually Class VI... These World Eaters from Outer Realm are born with such power. It's really enviable!"
"Stop chattering! Be careful!"
A brief, hurried conversation quickly arises and vanishes among the crowd.
