As soon as this sound rang out, the world turned dark in this mountain range.
Compared to the surrounding sky, this place seemed to have instantly turned into a forbidden region, hostile to the living, causing all beings to prostrate. All vegetation withered and all birds and beasts mutated.
This dim boundary was still spreading and invading in all directions.
Wherever it passed, the appearance of the world changed. It was as though an illusory veil had been lifted, revealing the true essence of the world.
The world in Xu Qing's eyes was covered in numerous burial mounds and skeletons that had rotted for countless years.
At this moment, he was standing in a colossal skull exuding a terrifying aura. His purple hair fluttered behind him, while blood threads danced around. The unconscious figure he grabbed was starting to contort.
Waves of murmurs from the void echoed in the world, causing the area here to rumble.