Fang Bai and the others each put away their spiritual artifacts, landing on a barren stretch at the edge of the Nether Corpse Land.
At the moment, the edge of the Nether Corpse Land had already attracted hundreds of martial artist teams and loose cultivators, all of whom were staring intently at the thin mist ahead, waiting for the best opportunity to enter.
"Not having been to the Nether Corpse Land for tens of thousands of years, the evil and corpse qi here are heavier than before, and the area has expanded a lot. The number of martial artists coming for training has far exceeded before!"
Fang Bai looked at the bustling crowd around him, feeling deeply moved.
Every expansion of the Nether Corpse Land indicated more powerful beings had fallen here, and after today, who knew how many martial artists would become part of those corpses.
