"Transformation Lake?"
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the lake covered with law fragments, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Moluo continued, "Ladies and gentlemen, you should know that when the strongest fall, the laws and Great Dao within them disperse and return to the heavens and earth."
"However, the Celestial Dark Realm is the residence of great calamity, forming its own realm and rules, unaffected by external heaven and earth rules."
"And Transformation Lake has always been recorded in ancient books."
"Whenever a strong one is about to fall or close to it, they come to Transformation Lake to sit and dissolve their energy into the lake."
"This is a form of legacy, a treasure land that will bless future generations."
Moluo's eyes also turned red, filled with longing, as his breath became rapid.
"But isn't the Celestial Dark Realm always in a sealed state?" Shen Le questioned.
