The full moon hung high, its light spilling freely into the Bone-Transforming Abyss. The stark white moonlight illuminated the shimmering white bones, mixing with the churning, unstable death qi to create a scene that was both eerily radiant and terrifying.
In the quiet moonlight, a figure slowly descended from the sky.
It was none other than Lü Zhong, who had come for the Purple Nether Extreme Fire.
Just as the information had described, the bottom of the Bone-Transforming Abyss was indeed a barren wasteland. As far as the eye could see, there was not a hint of green or life. There were only mountain-like skeletons, decayed for untold years, speaking of the former glory of the Demon Court, and the layers upon layers of Bone Powder covering the ground.
In some places, traces of excavation could be seen.
These had been left behind by cultivators who had gathered Demon Bone Dust in the past.
