Chương 597: Patriarch Black Wind

On the Black Spirit Dwarf Planet, the green skies, the glow from the irregular sun-like light source that lit up the black desert, as well as the peculiar heatwave, made the entire planet seem extremely barren from the surface.

There were no plants, no animals, and even the civilization that existed on the planet were ghost spirits using the corpses as their clothing.

There were villages, but put more accurately, they were merely ghost villages formed by the ghost spirits who were leeching off the corpses.

It appeared as if death had become the theme of this planet. It was like a puddle of still water that was without any ripples, until… Wang Baole's arrival.

Wang Baole was like a huge rock that had been thrown into the water, splashing it everywhere and creating ripples that broke the inactivity in the area…