Black sky, black earth, black river, black flames blazing on the towering black altar.
Huo Wen Yuan and his entourage stared dumbfounded at the black world before them, everyone was petrified.
Though these people knew of the Divine Realm, none had truly entered it. Furthermore, this black world before them was so deeply terrifying.
Being inside, one felt their Divine Soul was about to be swallowed by endless darkness.
Huo Wen Yuan and his entourage were merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. Though the sudden mutation auto-activated the Holy Armor they were wearing, it couldn't withstand the Law Power of the Divine Domain Space.
The only one capable of maintaining composure was Jin Yijun, whose powerful Divine Soul allowed him to see more details.
The black world appeared vast and boundless, but in reality, the space wasn't large. The core of this Divine Domain Space was undoubtedly the massive black altar.
