At night, the Ghostly Abyss is swept by a chill wind, shrouded in dense fog, a deathly silence permeating the area, devoid of any life.
Beside the Ghostly Abyss, in the Southern Mountain region, the place is in a chaotic state, with the main body of the Southern Mountain damaged, and cracks appearing in multiple places on the peaks.
This is relatively better; the dozens of small peaks surrounding the Southern Mountain are all in ruins, heaps of rubble everywhere, trees skewed and leaning, a scene of devastation.
The cultivators of the West Wilderness's southern part all know that an epic battle took place here today. By night, no one dares to approach.
At the bottom of the Ghostly Abyss, corpses lie rotting in piles, and by nightfall, the temperature drops further, freezing almost all the corpses solid.
The stench of the corpses is finally suppressed by the cold.
