Within the Ancient Mountain, it had already been hollowed out, as if devoured by some mysterious divine energy, leaving many spaces.
In each space, there seemed to reside a small world, although Zhou Yan couldn't see clearly, he could easily sense the dense presence of the primordial yin spirits trapped within.
This was by no means a good place.
Zhou Yan sensed an overwhelming presence of powerful primordial yin spirits in one small world, vaguely hearing their howls, causing his heart to sink significantly.
This was a peerless deadly land; Zhao Yi either didn't know, or simply couldn't be attacked by the primordial yin spirits. But regardless, both possibilities were chilling and terrifying.
"Once these internal small spaces are released, this Burial Immortal Land will definitely be instantly destroyed by these endless primordial yin spirits, who will then charge out, bringing devastation to the Dark God Domain. Almost all cultivators will die!"
