Amidst the dazzling light, a scythe blade fully condensed from black runes exudes an ominous aura of extinction.
This aura of extinction is similar to destruction, yet there is a subtle difference.
Under the shroud of this aura, it seems as if all things in the world wither and decay, severing all vitality and hope.
"Death God's Token..."
Amir, Wu Xiu, and all the sinister beings returning from the Outer Domain were all in a daze, their expressions filled with shock.
The cultivation methods in the Outer Domain are different from those on the continent.
It is composed of shattered worlds, a broken grand world!
Within that world, there are dangers filled with disasters, with traces of past battles everywhere.
Yet at the same time, that broken world is full of endless opportunities and changes.
In the past, the Ten Thousand Races living in the three thousand worlds, after the world crumbles and their races go extinct, left their seeds of hope.
