Nine Origin Soul Sea, Endless Ice Palace.
All around was a land steeped in a dense Netherworld atmosphere, as if it had returned to the richest treasure trove of Nether airs in the Peaceful Realms.
Ahead was a pitch-black peak, soaring high without any speck of another hue, entirely black.
Within the mountain, the trees bore only withered branches and leaves, all uniformly black, without any other mixed colors. This mountain, however, exuded majestic and imposing strength, with extraordinary momentum.
The mountain stood there silently, yet it inspired fear in one's heart, an urge to kneel and worship it irresistibly.
Gradually, cultivators emerged near the mountain peak, causing ripples in the surrounding void like a calm lake disturbed, occasionally showing fluctuating halos.
