บท 161: Dark Figures, Despair Of The Demonic Cultivators

Meanwhile, in a separate world located under the surface of the ocean, Pristine Waters between the Eastern Continent and the Central Continent.

The world was dark, and oppressive black thunderclouds surged in the sky, as if they could shatter everything into pieces.

Lightning surged in the thunderclouds, thunder roaring like an ancient dragon who had been sleeping for countless years.

Mountains towered into the dim sky, and their peaks could not be seen.

Countless structures were build around the world, making the entire world seem like the home of ancient beings that had been in deep slumber.

At this moment, on the peak of a great mountains more than a hundred thousand feet tall, there was a 7 story pagoda built here.

The pagoda shone with a grim, red abyss like light, as if it had come from the depths of the Netherworld.