C466 The Soul Returned to Its Homeland!

In the Waste Land of the Cursed Lands, there were dark clouds that covered the sky. It was like an inverted black ocean that was vast and surging.

Strong winds blew, and wild grass rustled. Broken stones were everywhere. Occasionally, one could see a mountain, but it was also bare and silent like a tombstone.

In the wilderness in front of the two huge mountains of the House Black Tortoise