The Spirit Realm is so vast that several Cultivation Worlds could fit within it.
Zhao Yi gazed into the distance, and all he could see was a vast expanse of fertile land.
The only downside was that it was teeming with Undead Creatures.
If they were all skeletons, it wouldn't be so bad, but what really got to Zhao Yi was the large number of Witch Demons and zombies.
The smell from the Witch Demons was a dry stench, bearable only if you stood upwind.
Zhao Yi could not tolerate the zombies.
The zombies were emanating a putrid stench worse than a latrine.
When Zhao Yi first emerged from the spatial tunnel, he nearly stumbled from the oncoming stench.
Beyond the undead was the pungent animal odor.
Zhao Yi turned around and saw an endless herd of animals.
No,
they should be called Half-Beastmen instead.
There were many of Zhao Yi's old acquaintances, like the Lizardmen, Mammoths, and many gleaming gold Golden Behemoths.
